“When did she ask you?”
“Only the night before. That very fact is, in itself, curious. She urged me that whatever might occur, I was not to go to the house.”
“Then she anticipated something—eh?”
“It seems as though she did.”
“And she told Marion something on the night when she and her father disappeared.”
“I know.”
“You know what she told her?”
“No. Marion refuses to tell me, I wish I could induce her to speak. Marion knows the truth—that’s my firm belief.”
“And mine also.”
“The two girls have some secret in common,” Rolfe said. “Can’t you get Marion to tell you?”