“As long as the props hold.”
Jasper Crosby gave a dry chuckle with no mirth in it. There was something maniacal about it—something that frightened Judy. She spoke to Peter in a low tone.
“He’s trying to prove that Irene is insane just as he tried to prove, years ago, that her mother was dead. This time we won’t let him get away with it.”
“You bet we won’t!” Peter, Arthur and Dale joined in agreement.
The policemen promised to make a check-up of train passengers to determine if any part of Jasper Crosby’s story might be true.
“He’s a mighty slippery prisoner,” one of them said. “If he hadn’t assaulted the girl there I doubt if we would be able to bring charges against him.”
“Then I’m glad he did it,” Judy said unexpectedly.
CHAPTER XXIV
PREMONITION