"I think it is," was the reply. "The location is right, at least."
"It is remarkable," Frank said, "but we can talk of that at another
time. I called you over here to ask you more about the fourth
man--the one you referred to, but a short time ago, as having
visited the Cameron suite that night. I didn't think much of the
idea when you suggested it, but, somehow, I can't get it out of my
head. Do you still believe there was a fourth man? If so, what
was he there for?"
"That will show in time," replied Nestor, with a little pause
after each word.
"But," insisted Frank, seeking to argue the matter in order to bring
out the opinion of his chum, "these other men had strong motives in
doing what was done there, and you don't indicate any motive the
fourth man might have had!"
"I have a faint hint of a motive humming in my brain," Nestor answered,
"but it is not sufficiently well developed to talk about now. There
was something afoot in the building that night that has not yet come
to the surface."
"You surely don't believe the tales told by Scoby and Felix, or by
Don Miguel, either?" asked Frank.
"They may be telling the truth, or part of the truth. However, Scoby
and Felix are not sincere in their statements. There is something
they are not telling."
"Well," Frank observed, "we ought to be getting down to brass tacks.
If we get Fremont away from those ruffians to-night he'll want to
be jumping at something right away, and there ought to be a line
of work laid out.
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