“Dad, do you think it was Clem who set fire to the Preston barn?”
“We have no reason to suspect anyone else,” returned the editor. “All the evidence points to his guilt.”
Penny backed the car in the narrow road, heading toward Riverview.
“That was the point I wanted to make,” she said thoughtfully. “Doesn’t it seem to you that the evidence was almost too plain?”
“What do you mean, Penny?”
“Well, I was just thinking, if I had been in Clem Davis’ place, I never would have left a black hood lying where the first person to enter the barn would be sure to see it.”
“That’s so, it was a bit obvious,” Mr. Parker admitted.
“The horse was left in the stable, and the hoof tracks leading to the Davis place were easy to follow.”
“All true,” Mr. Parker nodded.
“Isn’t it possible that someone could have tried to throw the blame on Clem?” suggested Penny, anxiously awaiting her father’s reply.