XXII - A TALK WITH MISS MORTON––––––––
OF course Fessenden confided his wishes to Kitty French. Equally of course, that obliging young woman was desirous of helping him attain them. But neither of them could think of new lines of investigation to pursue.
"We've no clue but that little cachou," said Miss French, by way of summing up; "and as that's no good at all, we have really nothing that can be called a clue."
"No," agreed Rob, "and we have no suspect. Now that Carleton and Miss Dupuy are both out of it, I don't see who could have done it."
"I never felt fully satisfied about Miss Morton and her burned paper," said Kitty thoughtfully.
They were walking along a village road while carrying on this conversation, so there was no danger of Miss Morton's overhearing them.
"I've never fe
