“Quite so,” interrupted Dick on the same word and in the same manner as his friend had stopped him previously. “Unless she believes that Sorley made away with her brother. It’s a strange case, and grows more complicated as we go into it.”
“What is your opinion, Dick?”
“It is rather difficult to give a hard and fast one on what facts we have before us, seeing that we are so much in the dark. By the way, how long has Sorley had the motor bicycle?”
“He told me, or rather hinted at three weeks, but Marie said that he bought it four months ago.”
“Humph! So Sorley tells a lie about that, does he? It looks fishy. Certainly on a good machine he could slip up to town and back again in a night without anyone being the wiser.”
“Then you think that he committed the murder, by——?” Alan spoke excitedly.
“I can’t say that,” interrupted Latimer swiftly.
“Oh! You infer then that he is innocent?”
“I can’t say that either.”
“Then what the deuce do you say?” demanded the lawyer irritably.