"Did Inspector Trent advise that sum?"
"He advised nothing because he knows nothing. And he says," added the girl decisively, "that when the policeman is found, he may be able to prove my cousin's guilt."
"What policeman?"
"The constable called Armour, who looks after Desleigh and two other villages in the Marshes. He has disappeared."
"Humph! I heard something of that. Trent was expecting him every minute, but he never turned up. But I dare say he is on his rounds, as his beat is a wide one."
"No, doctor. The Inspector declares that Armour has to visit Desleigh village at least once a day. For two days he has been absent, so Mr. Trent thinks that----"
"That Herries murdered the policeman as well as your father," Browne laughed. "What a mare's nest he has found. Well, Miss Tedder, I wish you every joy as the wife of the future president of the Indiana Republic!" and he bowed good-day.
This time, the girl did not attempt to stop him, and Browne opened the door himself. However, she followed him into the hall.
"I really wish to help Angus," she repeated, "and I am sure Bruce will do his best for my sake."
"What has Captain Kyles got to do with the matter?"