“Yes,” agreed Nasmyth, and added gravely: “Will you ever find the proof?”
“I think there’s a way—it may be difficult; but I’m going right through with this.”
“What’s your next move?”
“I’ve willingly laid my partner’s story open to the only tests we can impose. Now I’m going to do the same with Clarence Gladwyne’s.”
Nothing more was said, and turning away from the cache, they went back to the canoe.
CHAPTER IV
A PAINFUL DECISION
Two days passed uneventfully, though Nasmyth was conscious of a growing uneasiness during them; and then one evening they landed to search another beach. They had less difficulty here, for small cedars and birches crept down to the waterside and Jake found an ax-blaze on one. After that, it was easy to locate the cache, and there were signs that it had been either very roughly made, or afterward opened and reclosed in careless haste. Lisle had no hesitation in deciding upon the latter, and Jake was emphatic in his brief assurance on the point.