“These things speak for themselves, don’t they?” Nick asked quietly. “And there are other straws which show the way the wind is blowing.”
“What, for instance?”
CHAPTER XXXV.
THE DOCTOR GETS A SURPRISE.
The fires were now burning brightly in the great detective’s eyes.
“I’m of the opinion that this note isn’t more than a few hours old,” he said, tapping the paper signed by Stone. “The ink is still fresh, and, besides, there’s the date—the twenty-fifth.”
“What of that?” demanded the cashier. “The check is also dated to-day.”
“But it wasn’t made out to-day.”
“Still, I don’t see what you’re driving at. The check may have been dated ahead, and when the time approached for presenting it, Follansbee might have asked for the note to present along with it.”
“Doubtless that’s what happened, but what I’m getting at is this: