“You found it?” asked Frank incredulously.
“Sure, I found it. A grey cap—with bloodstains on it.”
“That’s the one. But why did you hide it when I went into the kitchen?”
“Well, to tell the truth, them bloodstains made me nervous. I didn’t know but what there might be some trouble come of it, so I thought I’d better keep that cap out of sight.”
“Where did you find it?” Joe demanded.
“About a mile from here.”
“On the shore road?”
“Yes. It was lying right in the middle of the road.”
“When was this?”
“A couple of days ago—just after we moved in here.”