had been systematically drugged for days. After reconnecting the telephone and notifying the federal authorities he had returned to the living-room. Nora arose, and, with her finger at her lips, joined him by the fireplace.
"He's asleep," she said. "You know, Jim, there wasn't much point in your telephoning. They've destroyed the evidence. They've gone."
She sat down. Garth drew a chair close to her. Their voices were low in order that Alden might not be disturbed.
"Was it near?" he asked. "The fact that they took the launch—yet they might put in at some lonely cove and scatter."
"It must have been expected soon," she answered. "They were working desperately. They were very anxious to-night."
"You must have guessed, Nora, as soon as I left New York. How?"
"By giving father a scolding," she answered with a smile. "I knew that Mrs. Alden had been born in Berlin, and that her family was still prominent there where Mr. Alden had married her. Even since her marriage she's spent much time abroad. I wondered what these shadowy figures were doing in the woods on foggy nights unless they were transporting something or working about some building. But Mr. Alden would know if it had anything to do with the house or the stable. Since he was sick, the boat-house might be their objective without his knowing it. I suspected the truth then. Such an
