No one for a moment, to my knowledge, has
connected Field with the loss of the money. Hay thought, however, it
threw suspicion on _him_, and was mightily upset."
"Then his sudden departure at this time, without a word to anybody
looks--odd," said the general, thoughtfully. "But _he_ had no need of
money. He's one of the wealthiest men in Wyoming. And she--his
wife,--needs nothing. He gives her all she can possibly want." By this
time they were at the door. A lamp still burned dimly in the hallway,
and Dade blew it out, as he ushered the general into the cosily lighted
dining-room.
"You'll excuse Mrs. Dade and Esther, I hope, sir. They are not yet
up--quite overcome by anxiety and excitement,--there's been a lot about
Frayne the last two days.--Take this chair, General. Coffee will be
served at once. No, sir, as you say, the Hays have no need of money--he
and his wife, that is."
"But you suspect--whom?" asked the general, the blue-gray eyes intent on
the troubled face before him, for Dade's very hesitancy told of some
untold theory. The doctor and the aide had taken seats at the other end
of the table and dutifully engaged in low-toned conversation.
"That is a hard question for me to answer, General," was the answer.
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