4/21 I'm merely--desperate! You see, I happen to be engaged to the cashier, Jack Bailey--" Fleming whistled. "I see! And he's beat it!" Dale blazed with indignation. He's here, now, in this house--" she continued fierily, all her defenses thrown aside. "My aunt thinks he's a new gardener. He is here, Mr.Fleming, because he knows he didn't take the money, and the only person who could have done it was--your uncle!" Dick Fleming dropped his cigarette in a convenient ash tray and crushed it out there, absently, not seeming to notice whether it scorched his fingers or not. |