“I guess you won’t have time for solving any more mysteries now, Mary Lou,” she remarked, “with this dining room on your hands.”
“On the contrary,” returned her companion, “that is just one reason why I wanted to go into the thing. I was anxious to get to know Horace Ditmar better. And I’m practically convinced that he had nothing to do with the fires!”
“Then who?” inquired Jane. “Rebecca Adams?”
“No, not Rebecca. But I did get a new clue this afternoon, Jane. I learned something that made me suspicious about her brother Tom!”
“Tom Adams? Why, Mary Lou, I thought you dismissed him long ago. When we learned that the Adams family are losing jobs by these fires.”
“Yes, I know. But there’s something we don’t understand yet. Anyhow, Tom Adams does card tricks.”
“Card tricks?”
“Yes. He probably learned them from Cliff, and maybe swiped his cards to do them!”
Jane’s eyes opened wide with understanding. “That pack of cards at the Smith fire!” she cried.
Mary Louise nodded. “Exactly! That’s just what I’ve been thinking. So I wrote to Cliff this afternoon and told him about it.”