If somebody on that staircase shot him, and then came down and took the blue-print, Miss Ogden would have seen him." He turned upon Dale.
"Did you ?" She hesitated.

Why hadn't she thought of such an explanation before?
But now--it would sound too flimsy! "No, nobody came down," she admitted candidly.

The detective's face altered, grew menacing.

Miss Cornelia once more had put herself between him and Dale.
"Now, Mr.Anderson--" she warned.
The detective was obviously trying to keep his temper.
"I'm not hounding this girl!" he said doggedly.

"I haven't said yet that she committed the murder--but she took that blue-print and I want it!" "You want it to connect her with the murder," parried Miss Cornelia.
The detective threw up his hands.
"It's rather reasonable to suppose that I might want to return the funds to the Union Bank, isn't it ?" he queried in tones of heavy sarcasm.