Rad himself, hearing the noise of our arrival, came to the door to meet us.
He was quite composed again and spoke in his usual manner.
"Hello, Arnold! Did you find him, and is the party over ?" He stopped uncertainly as he caught sight of the others.

They stepped into the hall and stood watching him a moment without saying anything.

I tried to tell him but the words seemed to stick in my throat.
"A--a terrible thing has happened, Rad," I stammered out.
"What's the matter ?" he asked, a sudden look of anxiety springing to his face.
"I am sorry, Rad," Mattison replied, "but it is my duty to arrest you." "To arrest me, for what ?" he asked with a half laugh.
"For the murder of your father." Radnor put out his hand against the wall to steady himself, and his lips showed white in the lamp light.

At the sight of his face I could have sworn that he was not acting, and that the news came with as much of a shock to him as it had to me.
"My father murdered!" he gasped.

"What do you mean ?" "His dead body was found in the cave, and circumstantial evidence points to you." He seemed too dazed to grasp the words and Mattison said it twice before he comprehended.
"Do you mean he's dead ?" Rad repeated.