“When I looked at the schedules, I found I had time to walk into the village and catch a bus to Springfield. So that’s the way I did it. Thought my car would be safer here.
“I left a note, saying I wouldn’t be back until to-night.”
“We never found your note,” said Blair Windsor.
“I must have forgotten to leave it,” admitted Harry.
He was sorry that he had not first listened to Blair Windsor’s story; but as he looked around the group, Harry quickly assured himself that they had believed his tale. The frank countenance of Blair Windsor was sufficient proof of the fact.
The only member of the party who looked doubtful was Bert Crull. He said nothing.
This merely confirmed Harry Vincent’s suspicions. Now that Perry Quinn’s actions had been explained, Bert Crull was the dangerous person.
He probably knew all about Harry’s capture. So, of course, he would not question the story that Harry had told.
* * *
Dinner was ready. The men went in to their meal. As soon as they had finished, Harry decided to go into the village to mail a letter.