"Yes. Today."
CHAPTER X
THE MURDER
Once more the strident call of the telephone broke in, and Aurora Lane stepped aside.
"It's Miss Julia," said she excitedly, turning upon her son eyes suddenly grown large. "Why, it's something awful! Don—a terrible thing has happened—last night."
"What's wrong—what's happened?" he demanded.
"Mr. Tarbush—the city marshal—why, you know—he was killed—murdered—last night—found this morning! It was about one o'clock, as near as they can tell, Miss Julia says. It's all over town."
An exclamation left the young man's lips. "What's that? Murdered?"
"Yes, yes—wait——" She spoke on into the telephone. "Yes, Julia, Don and I were just at breakfast—no, we've not been on the street yet—one o'clock, you said? That was when we were just coming home from the library!"