Both detectives were now growing restless,
waiting for him to say something. As for me, I knew that if
anything were said or done it would be in Kennedy's own good time.
I had learned to have implicit faith and confidence in him, for I
doubt if Craig could have been placed in a situation where he
would not know just what to do after he had looked over the
ground.
At length he leisurely reached across the table for the suburban
telephone book, turned the pages quickly, snapped it shut, and
observed wearily and, as it seemed, irrelevantly: "The same old
trouble again about accurate testimony. I doubt whether if I
should suddenly pull a revolver and shoot Jameson, either of you
two men could give a strictly accurate account of just what
happened."
No one said anything, as he raised his hands from his habitual
thinking posture with finger-tips together, placed both hands back
of his head, and leaned back facing us squarely.
"The first step," he said slowly, "must be to arrange a 'plant.'
As nearly as I can make out the shoplifters or shoplifter,
whichever it may prove to be, have no hint that any one is
watching them yet.
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