‘Always wear those gloves when you’re working?’
‘Always,’ laughed the driver. ‘Have to keep me hands dainty, you know.’
‘I thought so,’ retorted Fordney, continuing his close examination of the doors.
‘Come on, Sullivan, take me for a ride in that truck. I know you’re lying.’
44
The Professor is Disappointed
‘What’ll I do, Professor,’ implored Vi Cargo, as Fordney examined the ground beneath her bedroom window.
Seven A.M. A fine time to start looking for a thief! Why couldn’t women be more careful of their jewelry!
‘I was restless all night,’ said Vi, as Fordney knelt beside a deep impression of a man’s right shoe.
‘By Jove, I thought we’d found one of your stones,’ he said, pointing to a leaf in the footprint. ‘Look at the sunlight glistening on those raindrops!’