"Gun?" asked Thong, who was making a quick visual inventory of the
interior of the place.

"No; doesn't seem so. Looks more like her head's been busted in. Hit
with something. Doc Warren can 'tend to that end of it. Now let's get
down to business. Who found her this way?"

"I did," answered Darcy.

"And who are you?"

"Her second cousin. Her name was Mrs. Amelia Darcy, and her husband
and my father were first cousins. I have worked for her about seven
years--ever since just after her husband died. She continued his
business. It's one of the oldest in the city and--"

"Yes, I know all about that. Robbery here once--before your time. We
got back some of the stuff for the old lady. She treated us pretty
decent, too. When'd you find her like this?"

"About half an hour ago. I got up a little before six o'clock to do
some repair work on a man's watch. He wanted to get the early train
out of town."

"I see! And you found the old lady like this?" asked Carroll.

"Just like this--yes. Then I called in the milkmen--"

"I saw them," interrupted Mulligan. "I know 'em. They're all right,
so I let 'em go. We can get 'em after they finish their routes."