“Isn’t she very young for such a responsible position?”
“Mother did not think so. Miss Langdon is really more of a companion for Janet; knows the right people to introduce to her——”
“I see, a ‘guide, philosopher, and friend,’ idea....”
“Yes,” slowly. “Miss Langdon has been with Janet since the first week in November. During that time she has conducted herself as a woman of refinement and good breeding would; she has done everything possible to see that Janet has a good time. Mother swears by her—says she cannot get on without her,” he paused, considering his words with care. “My intercourse with Miss Langdon has been of the most conventional character; in her eyes I am simply Janet’s elder brother....”
“Well, where is the fly in the ointment?” inquired Potter. “Other suitors?”
“As many as she wants,” quietly. “It is not they who are troubling me.”
“No?” in a tone of some unbelief. “Well, what then?”
Duncan spoke with an apparent effort. “Some extraordinary robberies have taken place recently....” A low whistle escaped Potter.
“In your house and since Miss Langdon’s arrival?” he asked.
“Yes; and—and—in another house before she came to us....”