“Who is the man, and where did you take him?” demanded Jane, all ears for the story.
“I should have said I know his name,” Mr. Jeffert amended. “Police are looking for him now, so it’s only a matter of hours until they place him under arrest.”
“Who is the man?” asked Connie. “Not Mr. Stone?”
“No, I know now that he had nothing to do with it.”
“Do tell us his name,” pleaded Sunny impatiently.
“Felix Gossart.”
“The man who has the farm next to yours!” exclaimed Connie.
“Yes, it’s strange that I never once suspected him. He would much rather earn his money dishonestly than by hard work.”
Now Veve and Connie were startled to hear that Mr. Gossart was the guilty party, for they recalled that he was the same man who had refused to give them a ride during the blizzard.
“How did you find out it was Mr. Gossart?” asked Connie curiously.