The boys had sense enough
to scoot. The man ran after them, but had to give it up. Here is their
description of him."
The Inspector took a piece of paper from his pocket. They all waited
breathlessly.
"Had to drag this out of the boys, bit by bit," the Inspector proceeded,
"but boiled down and put into reasonable language, this is what it comes
to. The man was of medium height, rather thin, pale, and dressed in black
clothes. He had what they call anxious eyes, and after running a short
distance he put his hand to his heart, as though out of breath. One of the
boys thought his nose was a little hooked, and they both remarked upon the
fact that although he shouted after them, he used no swear words, but
simply tried to induce them to stop. This description suggest anything to
you, gentlemen?"
"Craig," Lenora said firmly.
"It is a very accurate description of Craig," Sanford Quest agreed.
The Professor looked troubled, also a little perplexed. He said nothing,
however.
"Under these circumstances," the Inspector continued, "I have had the
house watched, and I propose that we now search it systematically. It is
very possible that something may transpire to help us. Of course, my men
went through it roughly when we brought Miss Lenora away, but that wasn't
anything of a search to count, if the place really has become a haunt of
criminals."
"What about the ownership of the house?" Quest asked, as he took up his
hat.
The Inspector nodded approvingly.
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