He studied the burning face, the
drooping lashes; he also looked meditatively at some footprints on the
floor. They may not have been as startling in their significance as
were the famous marks Crusoe discovered in the sand, but they were
quite as illuminating.
A trail of small ones led about the room and beside them, as if echoing
to their light tread, was a series of larger ones. The inventor's gaze
pursued them curiously to a spot before the stove where they became
very much confused and afterward branched apart, the larger set
trailing off toward the stairs, and the smaller moving back into the
pantry.
The detective stroked his chin for an interval.
"U--m!" observed he thoughtfully.
CHAPTER XIII
A NEWCOMER ENTERS
The next day Mr. Howard Snelling made his appearance at the Spence
workshop.
Bob was fitting wire netting to some metal uprights and struggling to
focus his mind on what he was doing enough to forget that Delight
Hathaway was on the other side of the partition when from the window
above the bench he saw Cynthia Galbraith come rolling up to the gate in
her runabout, accompanied by a strikingly handsome stranger.
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