CHAPTER XI

A TURN FOR THE WORSE Helen and Chess stared blankly at the sweater and cap which the detective dangled in front of their eyes. There was no denying the character of the evidence against Tom. “Oh, my brother can’t be guilty!” Helen moaned. “I don’t believe he did it!” The girl buried her head on Ruth’s shoulder and sobbed hysterically. Lack of sleep had gradually worn her down, and she was nervous and tired. The worry caused by her father’s illness, the bank failure, Tom’s mysterious disappearance, and now the sugge…