"What do you think of it, doctor?"
"It bears out our theory," responded the doctor briefly.
"It is very inconvenient," Vernon continued. "When did Mrs. Vernon start?" he inquired, turning to the girl.
"On Wednesday morning."
Remington's countenance fell.
"I suppose it will be of no use to remain longer, then," he said, as he descended the steps. "Is there no one of whom you can obtain information, Vernon?"
"My aunt has a man of business who looks after her investments. He will probably know."
"Let us go there, then."
Mr. Farley's office was on Dearborn Street. Frederic Vernon went there at once. Mr. Farley was a lawyer as well as a man of business, and Frederic had to wait half an hour while he was occupied with a client.
"Well, Mr. Vernon, what can I do for you?" he asked coldly, for the young man was not a favorite of his.