Chapter 51
Lay hold upon him: if he do resist,
Subdue him at his peril.
I.ii
When the dean, Charlotte Crandall, and policeman arrived at the gate of Hartford Women’s College, the men hopped out. “Can you see to it the horses are taken care of?” Maynard asked Charlotte. “We must get to Barton Isley at once.”
“Of course,” she said, taking the reins.
Maynard checked his watch. Seven-thirty. They’d made good time, even with checking the Isley house along the way. According to the staff, Isley had arrived home late and then left early this morning. Upon inquiring about Mrs. Isley, the maid had simply said she was not home and refused to say anything more.
Where was Isley now? Maynard passed a weary hand through his hair. Lord, what a long night. What day was it?
Friday. That meant Isle
