Chapter 68

“Why wasn’t it Wallie after all?” she said. “He was in dinner clothes that night. Suppose he broke into the house here that night? Why hadn’t he stunned Sarah with that piece of wood, and then come here to get whatever it was, the records or the will? She may have lain unconscious for those three hours. Then later on he could have gone back to her.” Well, that too was possible, although Dick thought the question of time entered into it. “He’d have had to work pretty fast,” he said. “It takes time to get old putty o…