"Yes," said Marsh, "one or two; although as a rule I prefer to start with my mind as free as possible. Mr. Merton has been living at the LaSalle Hotel, I understand?"
"Yes."
"How long has he been living there?"
"Two years."
"I suppose I can find out something of his habits there."
"I think I get your drift, Marsh," said Hunt, with a smile. "I can assure you from my personal knowledge, that Mr. Merton has led a very quiet and most exemplary life. Practically all his evenings have been passed at the University and Chicago Athletic Clubs, and I believe that occasionally he dropped into the Hamilton Club, of which he is a member."
"Why did his wife go to Arizona?" inquired Marsh.
"The boy has weak lungs and the doctors said his life could be saved only by several years' residence in the Arizona climate. Mrs. Merton worships the boy and insisted upon going with him. They have been there two years."
"When do you expect them back?" asked Marsh.
"I understand the boy is not much better. It might be years before they return, unless the boy should die."