I only knew that it was, in some shape or form, Government work." "You know as much about it," she answered, "as I do." "We have sent," the Inspector continued smoothly, "a special man out to Washington to make all inquiries that are possible on the spot, and incidentally, to go through the effects of the deceased, with a view to tracing any complications in which he may have been involved in this country." Penelope opened her lips, but closed them again.
"I am not, however," the Inspector continued, "very sanguine of success.
In the case of Mr.Vanderpole, for instance, there could have been nothing of the sort.

He was too young, altogether too much of a boy, to have had enemies so bitterly disposed towards him.

There is another explanation somewhere, I feel convinced, at the root of the matter." "You do not believe, then," asked Penelope, "that robbery was really the motive ?" "Not ordinary robbery," Mr.Jacks answered.

"A man who was capable of these two crimes is capable of easier and greater things.

I mean," he explained, "that he could have attempted enterprises of a far more remunerative character, with a prospect of complete success." "Will you forgive me," she said, "if I ask you to go on with your questions, providing you have any more to ask me?
Notwithstanding the excellence of your disguise," she remarked with a faint curl of the lips, "I might find it somewhat difficult to explain your presence if my aunt or any visitors should come in." "I am sorry, Miss Morse," the Inspector said quietly, "to find you so unsympathetic.