“Why should you say that, Miss Lois?” asked Fanny hurriedly. “They are very good friends.”
Miss Daggett bent forward, lowering her voice.
“The’s one thing I’d like t’ know f’r certain,” she said: “Did Jim Dodge find that body?”
Fanny stared at her inquisitor resentfully.
“There were a good many persons searching,” she said coldly.
Miss Daggett wagged her head in an irritated fashion.
“Of course I know that,” she snapped. “What I want t’ know is whether Jim Dodge—”
“I never asked my brother,” interrupted Fanny. “It all happened so long ago, why not—”
“Not s’ terrible long,” disagreed Miss Daggett. “It was th’ first o’ November. N’ I’ve got a mighty good reason f’r askin’.”
“You have?” murmured Fanny, flashing a glance of entreaty at her husband.