“Just the same. Mr. Melbourne saw her for a few minutes, and brought her some old letters of Haynes’. She has them, but we can’t rouse her to read them.”
“Has Miss Ravenden told her of Haynes’ illness?”
“What illness? Dolly’s been trying to tell her something; but Helga doesn’t seem to comprehend.”
“She will come out of that daze presently,” said Dick. “You’d better go back to her, Ev.”
Late that evening Eldon Smith knocked at Dick’s door, and found Dick talking with Professor Ravenden.
“It certainly is the most extraordinary case in my experience,” said the young reporter. “So many people had wallowed all over the place before I got there that there was nothing to be had from the sand, except two trampled remains of those remarkable tracks. You are sure there were no footprints?”
“Absolutely,” replied the professor and Colton in a breath.
“And you say Mr. Haynes was sure that there was none leading to the body of the man Serd-holm?”
“So he positively declared.”
“Of course the pteranodon theory is out of the question.”