“Why wasn’t he?”
“Directly he got your note he went off to the camp.”
“This gets worse and worse,” Warren asserted. “I sent him no note.”
“He got one in your writing apparently written on the stationery of the Knickerbocker Club. I saw it. You told him to go instantly to your camp and prepare it for immediate occupancy. He was to take Evans and one of the touring cars. He got the note about half past eight.”
“Just after you’d left the house,” McWalsh commented.
“It didn’t take Yogotama a half hour to prepare,” added Austin.
“What do you make of it, inspector?” Warren demanded.
“A clever crook, that’s all,” said the other, “but he can’t pull anything like that in this town and get away with it.”
Austin made a polite gesture implying doubt. It incensed the official.
“You don’t think so, eh?”