"I know more about Hung perhaps. Mrs. MacShane--go to the kitchen. If Hung starts to come up-stairs by the back way let Sergeant Barnes know at once. He will pass the word on to me. Now, Sergeant, if you will lend me that flashlight you had in the garden----" With surprising meekness Barnes handed it over. "What are you going to do?" he asked. "Explore," smiled Drew. "We all have our pet theories. Yours inclines to this young man." He nodded toward me. "Mine, up to the time I understood the matter of the ca…
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