Part 36 (1/2)
This communication set Adam Adams to thinking once more. That Tom Ostrello and Matlock Styles had something in common there could be no doubt. The question was, What?
As the detective was walking back to the hotel he saw Raymond Case approaching and went to meet the young man.
”Oh, Mr. Adams, I am glad to meet you,” cried Raymond. ”Have you learned anything new?”
”A little but not a great deal. How is Miss Langmore this morning?”
Raymond drew a long sigh.
”I do not think she is much better. She is more quiet, but--”
”She is not clear in her mind?”
”That's it. She is now thoroughly convinced that she is guilty.”
”And you do not believe her?”
”Of course not. I know she is innocent. Come now, honestly, don't you think so yourself?”
”I do.”
”I knew it!” The young man's face brightened for an instant.
”But it is going to be no easy thing to prove,” pursued the detective.
”This crime was no simple matter. I am certain it was carefully planned and just as carefully executed. Those who committed it made it look as simple as possible for a purpose.”
”And you are on the track?”
”I am on several tracks. I am not sure of the right one yet.”
”Do you think those counterfeits had anything to do with the crime?”
”Undoubtedly. You say Miss Langmore seems to be resting easier?”
”Slightly.”
”If it would not hurt, I should like to have a few words with her.”
”Then come along and we can ask the specialist I have called in from New York.”
Placing his purchases in the room at the hotel, Adam Adams accompanied Raymond to Martha Sampson's residence. They found the nurse and the doctor discussing the case, and the detective was introduced and he mentioned the object of his visit.
”It will do no harm to speak to Miss Langmore so long as you do not excite her,” said the specialist. ”But do not dwell on the subject of the murder too long.”
”I shall not mention the murder,” was the reply.
When Adam Adams entered the sick room he found Margaret sitting up in bed with several pillows behind her head. She gazed at him in perplexity and then gave a slight s.h.i.+ver.
”You--you have come to take me to prison,” she cried.