Little things that I had not noticed at the time now came back to me. I said nothing to her, however, of the detective's suspicions about Alex. She thought, as I did, that there was little doubt of it. I told Gertrude, then, about the telegram to Louise when she had been ill before about my visit to Doctor Walker, and my suspicions that Mattie Bliss and Nina Carrington were the same. A description to one of the detectives, on my arrival at home, had started the ball rolling. Marked as she was, it should have been easy to follow her, but she was not to be found. The woman had gone without leaving a trace. I had my greatest disappointment when it came to tracing Nina Carrington. There were times, of course, when I was disposed to throw all those suspicions aside, and fix definitely on the unknown, whoever that might be. And then the mother of Lucien Wallace would obtrude herself, and an almost equally good case might be made against her. One day I thought Gertrude knew or at least suspected that Jack had done it the next I feared that it had been Gertrude herself, that night alone on the circular staircase. As for the murder of the bank president's son, I was of two minds. We did not mention Jack Bailey: I had found nothing to change my impression of his guilt, and Gertrude knew how I felt. on deposits.īut, like everything else those days, the bank failure was almost forgotten by Gertrude and myself. All bank failures have this element, however, and the directors were trying to promise twenty per cent. People who had thought to be self-supporting to the last found themselves confronting the poorhouse, their two or three hundred dollar savings wiped away. The Traders' had been a favorite bank for small tradespeople, and in its savings department it had solicited the smallest deposits. Never popular, his memory was execrated by people who had lost nothing, but who were filled with disgust by constantly hearing new stories of the man's grasping avarice. The bitterness toward the dead president of the Traders' Bank seemed to grow with time. Previous Chapter Next Chapter CHAPTER XXVIII
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