if not then Slay’s Island, where
“Humph! this may prove of value,” murmured Dick to himself, and placed the bit of letter in his pocket. Then he hunted around the rooms again, but nothing more came to light.
“Will Mrs. Sobber come back?” asked the old man, when Dick went below.
“I doubt it, sir.”
“She must be an awful woman, if what you say is true.”
“She is a criminal, Mr. Mason, and so is that Tad Sobber. I would advise you to have nothing more to do with them.”
“I must have a housekeeper,” whined the old man.
“Then hire somebody you are sure is honest,” returned Dick; and a few minutes later he quitted the house.
On his way to the hotel he met Sam and Tom, who had looked in vain for the automobile. In as few words as possible he told his brothers about what Oliver Mason had said, and of the finding of the slip of paper.
“What do you make of it?” asked Sam.