“You are?”
“Yes, and if we do we may get back your brooch.”
“Oh, I hope you do!” and she clapped her hands in spontaneous delight. “Do you think you will, Tom?”
“Hard to tell, Ruth. There aren’t many clues to work on. At least there weren’t until to-day——”
“Oh, did you find some to-day, Tom? Tell me, I’m so fascinated with detective work! Did you really see some clue that escaped me?”
“Ahem! Detectives never talk about their cases, or tell about their clues!” he exclaimed, with exaggerated gravity.
“Tom Parsons!”
“Well, really, I don’t know whether I did find a clue or not, Ruth. I’m going to think about it over night. If you can help me I won’t hesitate to call on you.”
“Will you, really, Tom? That’s good of you. And now I’m afraid you’ll have to row a little faster. It is getting quite late.”