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I want to
talk to him."
I found him at last, a clean-cut young fellow of much above
average intelligence.
"There are some things I have not yet got clearly, Edward," began
Kennedy. "Now where was the body, exactly, when you opened the
door?"
Edward pointed out the exact spot, near the side of the kitchen
toward the door leading out to the breakfast room and opposite the
ice-box.
"And the door to the side street?" asked Kennedy, to all
appearances very favorably impressed by the young man.
"It was locked, sir," he answered positively.
Kennedy was quite apparently considering the honesty and
faithfulness of the servant. At last he leaned over and asked
quickly, "Can I trust you?"
The frank, "Yes," of the young fellow was convincing enough.
"What I want," pursued Kennedy, "is to have some one inside this
house who can tell me as much as he can see of the visitors, the
messengers that come here this morning. It will be an act of
loyalty to your employer, so that you need have no fear about
that.


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