Dick held his tranquil pose.
“I won't talk any more,” he answered, simply. “I must see my wife first.” His voice became more aggressive. “I want to know what you've done to her.”
Burke seized on this opening.
“Did she kill Griggs?” he questioned, roughly.
For once, Dick was startled out of his calm.
“No, no!” he cried, desperately.
Burke followed up his advantage.
“Then, who did?” he demanded, sharply. “Who did?”
Now, however, the young man had regained his self-control. He answered very quietly, but with an air of finality.
“I won't say any more until I've talked with a lawyer whom I can trust.” He shot a vindictive glance toward Demarest.