“But you haven’t told me just what did happen down there in room 705.”
“We had placed a dictaphone in Mrs. Webber’s room while she was out, and let Tini have her say, to get the record, before we went in to take them both into custody. Fortunately Tini mentioned the name of the place she was to meet Carl next noon, and it was a simple matter for the FBI to be there to pick him up. He had shaved his small mustache, but otherwise the description you first gave, served an excellent purpose.”
“Well, what do you know about that?” Nancy said in wonder.
How little she had dreamed when she went into the service that she would become involved in such a plot!
“I was so miserable over the whole business,” she added after an interval, “but Tini was always placed right under my nose. I couldn’t help knowing the awful things she did.”
“We placed her close to you deliberately. We knew you were entirely to be trusted,” he said.
She flushed in the darkness and after a moment murmured, “Thank you, Major Reed. I’ll try never to betray that trust.”
“Miss Hauser told me one of your roommates asked about Miss Hoffman after she had been gone a half day, so I presume you gave no hint of what you knew to the others.”
“No, I didn’t. Tini had given herself a bad enough name. There was no use making it worse.”
“You have a wise head on your shoulders, Nancy.”