“Absent?” Bob repeated the word, “your absent partner?”
“Yes. Arthur Tredway. He went into hiding.”
“I know!” cried Al, “I know now! I thought the face of the man in that brown airplane—the one who flew it—was familiar. That’s Mr. Tredway!”
“Yes, my boy, you are right.”
“But—” Curt was rather stunned, “I don’t understand.”
“Mr. Tredway—alive?” cried Griff.
“Yes, alive. This has been a very mixed affair,” the partner declared. “I knew that Arthur Tredway was alive, but I could not speak of it or explain, because we did not know whom we could trust, and so told no one.”
“Then he wasn’t—in the crash?”
Mr. Parsons turned to answer Bob.
“No.”