"I met Detective Ferguson on my way here," he stated. "He told me
that the police were looking for Rochester."
"What?" Harding looked up, startled. "Why didn't you inform me of
that?"
"Well, I thought we'd better hear from Mr. Clymer the true state of
Rochester's finances," responded Taylor. "I never anticipated such
facts as he has given us."
"But if you knew the police were after Rochester -" objected Harding.
Clymer broke into the conversation; there was a heavy frown on his
usually placid countenance. "I judged from Detective Ferguson's
confidences to us, Kent, at the Club de Vingt that he was wanted by
the police in connection with the Turnbull tragedy, but the facts
brought out through Harding's action to attach Rochester's bank
account, puts a different construction on Rochester's disappearance."
"What had Rochester to do with Jimmie Turnbull?" questioned Harding,
before Kent could answer Clymer.
"They lived together," he replied shortly.
"And one dies and the other disappears," Harding whistled dolefully.
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