"How should I know where she is?" asked Shan Rhue, with a wicked
twinkling in his eye.
"I don't know," answered Ted; "but I think you do know."
"So I supposed, from the way in which you have had me followed. I
suppose you miss her a good deal."
"Her aunt, Mrs. Graham, is distraught with grief and anxiety. Surely you
have no fight on her, or on Miss Fosdick, either, that you should keep
them apart."
"No. I have no fight with a woman. But why should I know where the young
lady is?"
"There are several reasons why you should have had her taken away. But I
think the principal reason is that you think you can get square with me
by doing so."
"There might be something in that. Mind me, I am not confessing that I
took her away, or that I know who did take her away, or where she is.
You have seen me in town every day since the little trouble we had over
that old thief Norris, haven't you?"
"Yes, but that tells me nothing. It might not be necessary for you to
leave this town to have her hidden somewhere.
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