"Oh, really?" mocked Mrs. Batholommey, the disappointing answer freeing her from the grip of awe.
Again McPherson raised a warning hand that balked further comment from her. And he returned to the examination.
"Willem," said he, "how did Mr. Grimm look?"
"I didn't see him," answered the child.
"H'm!" sniffed Mrs. Batholommey.
"But, Willem," urged McPherson, "you must have seen something."
"I—I thought I saw his hat on the peg," hesitated the boy.
All eyes turned involuntarily and in some fear toward the hat-rack.
"No," went on Willem, looking at the vacant peg, "it's gone now."
"Doctor," remonstrated Mrs. Batholommey, impatiently, "this is so silly! It——"