"He has a headache," said Margaret. "He went to his room immediately after supper."
"It is nothing serious, of course."
"I fancy not; papa is easily excited, and he had had a great deal to trouble him lately,--the strike, and all that."
"I wonder if Mr. Taggett has been bothering him."
"I dare say Mr. Taggett has bothered him."
"You knew of his being in the yard?"
"Not while he was here. Papa told me yesterday. I think Mr. Taggett was scarcely the person to render much assistance."
"Then he has found nothing whatever?"
"Nothing important."
"But anything? Trifles are of importance in a matter like this. Your father never wrote me a word about Taggett."