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G them whiter than before. "I do not know--oh, I do not know what to
believe." "But you do not think Mr. Graumann capable of such a crime, do
you?" "Not of the robbery, of course not; that would be absurd! But has
it been clearly proven that there is a robbery? Might it not have
been--might they not have--" "You mean, might they not have quarreled?
Of course there is that possibility. And that is why I wanted to speak
to you. You are the one person who could possibly throw light on this
subject. Was there any other reason beyond the dead man's past that
would render your guardian unwilling to have you marry him?" Again the
slow flush mounted to Eleonora Roemer's cheeks and her head drooped. "I
fear it may be painful for you to answer this," said Muller gently, "and
yet I must insist on it in the interest of justice." "He--my
guardian--wished to marry me himself," the girl's words came slowly and
painfully. Muller drew in his breath so sharply that it was almost like
a whistle. "He did not tell me that; it might make a difference."
"That... that is... what I fear," said the girl, her eyes looking keenly
into those of the man who sat opposite. "And then, it was his revolver."
"Then you do believe him guilty?" "It would be horrible, horrible--and
yet I do not know what to think." There was silence in the room for a
moment. Miss Roemer's head drooped again and her hands twisted nervously
in her lap. Muller's brain was very busy with this new phase of the
problem. Finally he spoke. "Let us dismiss this side of the question and
talk of another phase of it, a phase of which it is necessary for me to
know something. You would naturally be the person nearest the dead man,
the one, the only one, perhaps, to whom he had given his confidence. Do
you know of any enemies he might have had in the city?" "No, I do not
know of any enemies, or even of any friends he had there. When the
terrible thing happened that clouded his past, when he had regained his
freedom, after his term of imprisonment, there was no one left