You see Fred was along with the man that was shot, and being in the garage and around automobiles all the time, he thought to read the number of your car, and remembered it; near enough anyway, so that he knew for sure it was the Singleton Corey car by the make and general appearance of it, and identified it positively when he saw it in your garage.

And that did make it look bad!" "What did mother do when they-- ?" Jack did not look up while he stammered the question that had been three months feeding his imagination with horrors.
"Why, she didn't do anything.

She went right away, that very morning, to a sanitarium and would not see anybody but her own private nurse and her own private doctor.

They gave out bulletins about how she slept and what she had for breakfast, and all that.

But, believe me, brother, they didn't get any dope from her! She just simply would not be interviewed!" Jack let out a long breath and sat up.