He
undoubtedly mistook me for another person, as _you_ did last night."
"True."
The detective eyed the engineer keenly.
If this young man was a dissembler he was certainly a keen one.
"You will be on your guard?"
"Certainly," with a smile. "I have trailed too many criminals to their
lair to fear now."
"One thing more," as the detective rose to go. "I want you to consider my
house open to you at all times during your stay in Grandon."
"Thank you. I will not forget it."
And then the detective was gone.
"What a strange man," remarked Mrs. Bordine.
"Yes," agreed August. "I have heard of him as a great detective, and I
hope that he will prove his name good in this instance. Surely it does
seem as though this murder mystery might be cleared up. Of course there
may be no evidence to convict him, yet it seems plain to me that Perry
Jounce, the tramp, is the guilty man."
"I should think they'd arrest him at any rate."
"I am of the opinion that it would be good policy."
In the meantime Silas Keene had resumed his disguise and returned to the
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