“Well, he wasn’t there when I looked into the room.” Opal Lamont looked wildly around the library.
“What could have become of him?” she asked.
Claude shook his head.
“Do you think he could not have been dead?”
“I thought you went into the parlor afterward?”
“I did. I bent over him.”
“And he appeared at the end of the trail?”
“He did.”
“It’s a mystery to me.”
“Why didn’t you look all over the house?”