"Undoubtedly he is," said her friend grimly. He encouraged Carolyn May to repeat all that she could remember of the conversation of the two men. He listened patiently to a deal of inconsequential prattle; but he finally got at the meat in the nut. He considered the result in information worth his effort. Being of a sharp, as well as a suspicious, mind, there was now constructed in his understanding an almost perfect theory regarding the loss of a certain ten thousand dollars, thought of which had long seared his memory. He hardened his heart against his two unfaithful employ s while he listened to the child's story. They were still within his reach. He was the more bitter because the circumstantial evidence of the crime had pointed toward his own son. "I'll get at René," he muttered. "I'll make him tell me all!" Now, René was a weakling. Pressure brought to bear upon the chauffeur must quickly bring to light the truth. "Murder will out" is an old and true saying. Time brings most crime to the surface, and in this case its revelation must free the innocent of all suspicion connected with the loss of the ten thousand dollars! CHAPTER XXIX BOTH SIDES OF THE QUESTION If her friend was disturbed in his secret thoughts by the little girl's prattle about the ten thousand dollars that had been lost, Carolyn was not likely to know it. Especially when a visit to the life-saving station was in view. By this time the coast guard crew--captain, cook and all hands--were Carolyn May's friends, and Prince had his own plate of scraps by the kitchen door of the station. The visitors were in time for drill. Carolyn's friend held his stop-watch at practice. From the captain's word "Go!" to the second the supposed wrecked mariner (in this case the station cook) was landed in the breeches-buoy, the time was just over three minutes. It was very exciting, and Prince raced the sands, barking with all his might at the man flying through the air in the life-saving apparatus. Then they tried it all over and Cephas, Captain Littlefield's nephew, brought Carolyn in on the buoy, the aerial ride delighted her greatly. "My! I must tell Edna all about this," she panted. "Edna was afraid to be wrecked; but _I_ never shall be again. I think it must be just fun!" "Like enough! Like enough!" said Cephas. "Just the same, leetle gal, you're some safer ashore than on a wreck." Afterward Carolyn's friend told the negro to drive slowly back along the road and wait at the foot of Barzilla Ball's lane. "The little girl and I will walk back along the shore and I will climb up over the bluff at the cottage and meet you," the man said to the driver. "Oh, goody! Goody!" cried Carolyn May, clapping her hands. "That will be ever so nice!"