Mr. Gay settled back in his seat in the train with a sense of comfort. He liked traveling; no matter how hard he was working or how difficult the case he was trying to solve, he could always rest on a journey.
“I might have brought Mary Lou with me,” he thought. “She would have liked the experience.” But perhaps, he decided, she had wanted to remain on the spot at Stoddard House in case anything new developed. Little did he think as he was speeding along towards Baltimore that his daughter was driving as fast as she could in the opposite direction. Into a new danger which he had not dreamed of!
Mary Louise, in her systematic way, had given her father a list of all the valuables to be recovered. Now, at his leisure, he took the paper from his pocket and went over it carefully.
“Set of silverware, ivy-leaf pattern, initials S.H.
Chinese vase.
5 watches, including one set with diamonds and my own.
$550 in cash.
Painting by Whistler.
Pair of diamond earrings.”
Mr. Gay let out a low whistle. What a list that was! No wonder Mrs. Hilliard was worried!