"Nothing of any great importance," admitted Craig.
Was it actually a look of relief that crossed her face? Try as I
could, it seemed to me to be an anomalous situation. She wanted
the murderer of her father caught, naturally. Yet she did not seem
to be offering us the natural assistance that was to be expected.
Could it be that she suspected some one perhaps near and dear to
her of having some knowledge, which, now that the deed was done,
would do more harm than good if revealed? It was the only
conclusion to which I could come. I was surprised at Kennedy's
next question. Was the same idea in his mind, also?
"We have seen Mr. Whitney," he ventured. "Just what are Mr.
Lockwood's relations with him--and yours?"
"Merely that Mr. Lockwood and my father were partners," she
answered hastily. "They had decided that their interests would be
more valuable by some arrangement with Mr. Whitney, who controls
so much down in Peru."
"Do you think that Senora de Moche exercises a very great
influence on Mr. Whitney?" asked Craig, purposely introducing the
name of the Indian woman to see what effect it might have on her.
"Oh," she cried, with a little exclamation of alarm, "I hope not.
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