“She lives back of Doctor Guelpa’s business establishment, you said?”
“Yes, directly back of it, Nick.”
“How long have you known the physician?” Nick questioned, and he instantly detected the readiness with which his companion took up the subject.
“Oh, for months, Nick,” was the reply.
“He appears to be all right, doesn’t he?”
“Yes, yes, surely! Otherwise, I would not have him in my hotel.”
“I presume so. It may be, nevertheless, that Miss Alcott has discovered something about him of a derogatory nature, her home being so near his business office.”
“Possibly,” Clayton allowed; then, with a furtive glance at Nick’s inscrutable face: “He appeared all right to you this morning, didn’t he?”
“Yes, indeed,” Nick declared. “He appeared like a perfect gentleman.”
“You saw no reason to suspect him?”