Josie continued: “This is Miss Fitchet, I take it, and her brother, known as Bill? This gentleman, I understand, was in Dorfield only last night, where he went to deliver a letter to Miss Ellett. He got off the train at Dorset instead of Dorfield and there got a lift from a country doctor who was riding in an old-fashioned car of the vintage of 1912. He left the doctor without saying ‘thank you’ and boarded a freight train going west. The letter he delivered to Miss Ellett is very incriminating.”
At these words the man called Bill turned and began to run, but his course took him directly into the arms of a big policeman, who held him tightly until he could give an account of himself.
“I reckon you’d better hold on to him, Captain, for a while,” said Josie. “He might be needed.”
At the mention of a letter having been sent to Ursula, Mr. Cheatham looked very much mystified. He turned on Miss Fitchet.
“What does this mean?”
“I reckon it means there is double-crossing going on. What do you want to do about these people, Ursula?” asked Josie.
“Oh, let them all go,” said the girl. “I have my baby back and that is all that makes any difference.”
“Yes, that is all that makes much difference,” said Teddy Trask, “but I think you’d better not let them get away until you have a business understanding with your stepfather. If you will employ me as your attorney, I’ll attend to that.”
“I do, I do!” With Ursula’s response, Teddy Trask swung into action.
“All right then. Mr. Cheatham, I shall ask you to be in my office to-morrow morning at nine o’clock. You had best not attempt to get out of this or I shall have to advise Uncle Sam concerning certain tampering with mails. Letters addressed to Miss Ursula Ellett from her Uncle Ben Benson, and from an attorney in Kimberly, have been held by you and unlawfully opened.”