“Which proves that she’s mixed up in the affair,” interrupted Duncan calmly.
THESE words stunned Harry Vincent.
He realized that Bruce Duncan had clearly summed up the situation. Arlette must be a factor in the events which had transpired. Her presence at the Pink Rat had been no accident. Her acquaintance with Bruce Duncan; her mysterious phone call -
“You’re right, Bruce,” admitted Harry thoughtfully. “She’s in it; but somehow, I trust her.”
“While I’m staying clear of her,” replied Duncan. “Maybe she fell for you, Harry. At the same time, take my advice, and be careful.”
Harry suddenly realized that they had been talking for a long time. Their meeting had served its purpose. It was not wise to remain here longer.
“When will I see you again?” he asked Bruce.
“I don’t know. You will be notified, I suppose — just as you were before.”
“Don’t forget to mention the radio in your report, then. That is important. I can’t listen to WNX after eight o’clock.”
Harry left his friend, and went cautiously back to the store. He did not enter the building; instead, he went across the road to the garage, and talked with the proprietor. He made arrangements for his car to be kept there until further notice. Then he started back to the wharf.