Blair Windsor shrugged his shoulders.
“Some old fellow who rented it from the farmer,” he replied. “He’s been over there quite a while. I’ve only seen him once or twice.”
“Why have Crull and Vernon visited him?” questioned Harry. “Did you know that they have been there?”
“No.”
“Well, they have. There’s something mysterious about it, too. Some person disappeared from your cellar, Blair. I think it was Vernon. I saw him in the farmhouse shortly after.”
“When?”
“The night I went away.”
“I thought you went away early in the morning.”
“I didn’t tell the exact facts,” explained Harry. “I went away that night — just to look in at the farmhouse. A man landed on my back, and grabbed me.”
Blair Windsor’s face became serious, and wondering. He seemed puzzled.