CHAPTER VIII
STIMSON WONDERS TOO
They had reached the second floor and were preparing to descend the main staircase when Bernard, who led the van, turned back suddenly to confront Miss Mount.
“By the way, was Joel Harrison in the house when his brother was murdered?” he growled.
“I don’t know. Probably he was in bed, as I told you.”
“Then why didn’t you send for him to take charge of matters instead of for Graham here?”
“Because Mr. Joel is dreamy, absent-minded and quite incapable of handling a situation requiring the care and foresight that this one required,” said Miss Mount sharply.
Bernard rapped another question at her:
“Where is he now?”
“Well! In his bed, I suppose!”