Deland did not, in fact, then suppose it was so, Henley being the only one of the four crooks then informed of what the detective had discovered.
“I not only have found all that is left of her, but also all that she left behind her,” Nick pointedly added.
Deland’s eyes took on a sharper gleam and glitter, his thin lips a more sinister and threatening curve. The tinge of color in his cheeks waned perceptibly. His long, slender fingers closed involuntarily, until their carefully manicured nails bit into his palms. He laughed, nevertheless, in a cold and mirthless fashion, while he echoed inquiringly:
“All that she left behind her?”
“Exactly,” said Nick.
“You mean——”
“The garments she left in the home of Mrs. Lord, with whom she has been boarding.”
“You have been there?”
Deland’s brows knit closer and fell to a settled frown over his steadily dilating eyes.
“How else could I have found the garments?” Nick demanded. “Yes, I have been there and——”