"Nary reason," he declared in amazement.
"How about his poverty? If he is penniless? Suppose he needed a large sum of money to save him from trouble-from disgrace?"
"What the--"
The lightkeeper"s eyes were staring-almost popping out of his head!
"I know it sounds terrible," moaned the young woman. "But if the Endicotts have lost all their money how do we know what financial trouble Ralph may be in? Oh! can"t you _see_? He might have been desperately tempted. I hate to think of such a possibility. But--"
She burst into uncontrollable weeping at this juncture and, turning swiftly, ran into the house. Tobias had started erect upon the bench.
It was several moments before he could utter any comment. Then:
"Now I have done it!" he e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed. "I"ve gone an" put my foot into it half-laig deep, and no mistake. I dunno. Mebbe Heppy"s right.
Enterin" in where angels fear to tread has its dangers. I cal"late my matchmaking scheme was all right. But who"d have ever thought anything like this would turn up?
"Oh, sugar!"
CHAPTER XXII
WHAT FRETS LORNA
After some further consideration Tobias Ba.s.sett came to the conclusion that the startling suspicion regarding Ralph Endicott"s connection with the burglary of the Clinkerport Bank was no joke.
That Lorna should actually fear there was truth in the accusation was disturbing enough. But the lightkeeper believed that by revealing to her his own ill-advised deceit in the matter of the Endicotts" financial situation, he could a.s.suage Lorna"s anxiety.
It seemed, however, that the public in general-and Clinkerport folk in particular-were likely to jump to the same conclusion that the bank detective and Arad Thompson held.
"It looks right silly, knowing the Endicotts as everybody about here does, and all," muttered the matchmaking lightkeeper. "But if ever that story I told Lorny gets spread abroad--
"Oh, sugar! Telling even a white lie is just like dropping oil on a woolen garment. It spreads, an" spreads--
"I give it as my opinion that if ever Heppy hears tell of my interferin"
as I have in these young folks" love troubles, I won"t never hear the last of it. Unless Heppy dies before I do-the Lord forbid!"
He sat there and watched the detective come away from the Endicott bungalow after a while. Rafe Silver had turned the car about and waited for the man at the foot of the lane. From where Tobias sat it looked as though the detective had not gained much by his visit.
"I doubt if he even see Henry Endicott," considered the lightkeeper, "he"s that dissatisfied. I"d give something to know what that shabby looking sleuth thinks he"ll do now. Trying to tie such a thing to Ralph Endicott. Oh, sugar!"
The big blue limousine went back to Clinkerport. The inhabitants of the town by this time were in a ferment. Thirty hours had elapsed-or thereabout-since the discovery of the burglary. The bank had not opened its doors nor had Arad Thompson made a public statement.
Rumor and surmise scuttled through the narrow streets of the port like thunder-frighted fowl. Shopkeepers stood at their street-doors and housewives on their side porches. Gossip was rife and suspicion was bound finally to pounce hawklike on some victim.
Who first tarred Ralph Endicott"s name with the brush of suspicion seemed a mystery. Only Silas Compton and Ezra Crouch had seen the little gold penknife Tobias had found under the bank window. The bank president had spoken to n.o.body save the detective about the toy, and the sleuth was as close-mouthed as a clam.
Yet when the latter arrived back at Clinkerport the whole town seemed to know about that knife, and most of the excited inhabitants were quite positive that it belonged to Ralph Endicott.
"You kin believe it or not, as ye see fit," Ezra Crouch was saying to a group of soap-box warmers in Compton"s store, "his going away the other day was all a bluff. Just a bluff. He was back again that night."
"Prob"bly. If he was one of the burglars," commented the storekeeper.
"Of course he was one of the burgulars. He was like enough the ring-leader of "em," declared Ezra.
"I never did like that feller much," breathed one easily convinced listener.
"Too uppity," said another.
"All them Endicotts is proud as Punch," declared a third.
"Here! Here!" cried Compton. "You fellers air jumpin" at a conclusion that"s got mighty leetle evidence behind it. Ye air grabbing at it just like a snapper at a sandworm. You ain"t sure he come back after he left town, bag and baggage, day "fore yesterday."
"Yes, I be," said Ezra, nodding. "He was seen. As late as ten o"clock that night. Right here on Main Street."
"Ye don"t say!" was the excited chorus.
But Silas Compton was not so easily convinced. He snorted and looked over his spectacles at Ezra, balancing back and forth on his soap-box as perky as any catbird.
"There ain"t no sense in it," declared the storekeeper. "What need of that rich feller robbin" a bank?"
"He ain"t rich," cackled Ezra Crouch. "It"s his uncle-that crazy inventor. He"s got all the money. Not this boy."
"What"s the difference?"
"A good deal, I cal"late," declared the confident Ezra. "Mebbe he had need of a lot of money that his uncle wouldn"t give him. You know how them college boys air. Purt" tough, if ye ask me."
"But, my goodness!" gasped Compton, rather balked by the other"s confidence, "n.o.body ever heard of anything like this against the Endicotts of Amperly-nossir!"
"There"s most always a black sheep in every flock," replied Ezra, pursing his shaven lips. "At any rate, that there penknife Tobias found is his"n, and they tell me the detective Arad Thompson sent for is huntin" Ralph Endicott high and low."
This last was a fact. The detective had stronger reason than the finding of the penknife for making inquiries about Ralph. But the public did not know about the address book-not as yet.
It seemed peculiar that after all the friends Ralph was supposed to have made in Clinkerport, so few of them were in the front rank, so to speak, at this juncture. Zeke Ba.s.sett returned to the Twin Rocks Light that evening quite disturbed over this surprising fact.
"Does "pear," he said to Tobias, when he entered the kitchen after putting away the car, "that Clinkerport folks is about as faithful to their friends as rock adders! Talk about warmin" a viper in your bosom, Tobias. Ralph Endicott has warmed a whole seine full o" vipers, seems to me. I never would have believed a nice feller like him could have made so many friends that turned out to be enemies when he got into trouble."
"Oh, sugar!" murmured the lightkeeper. "I give it as my opinion that Clinkerport folks is purt" average human-that"s all."
But his face was grim enough as he listened to Zeke"s further narration.
It seemed the local police were working hand in hand with the detective, and their main effort seemed to be along the line of hunting Ralph and trailing his movements during the few days subsequent to the burglary.
"I don"t know how much they think they"ve got on him," concluded the surfman. "But just now, before I come back, Gyp Pellet-- Know him, Cousin Tobe? Lives down to Peehawket."
"I know him," confessed the interested lightkeeper.
"Well, Gyp Pellet came up to town and told the constable and this here bank detective that he"d rented Ralph his catboat-the old _Gullwing_-early on the morning after the bank was burgled."