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The gardener nodded; then added: “In Europe.”

“Too bad,” observed Harry. “I understand he had a hunting dog for sale.”

The gardener shook his head.

“'Twasn't for sale, that hound,” he declared. “Mr. Yenner had him sent to the hunting lodge in Carolina.”

“Then the dog was shipped some time ago?”

“No. He only went last night.”

“But you said Mr. Yenner was in Europe.”

The gardener became voluble.

“'Twasn't Mr. Yenner as shipped him,” he explained. “The hound was too young; that's why I was
a-keeping him here. Last night, the man as was to ship him called here.”

“And took the dog?”

“O' course. He was a friend of Mr. Yenner.”

Harry nodded, as if he understood.

“I probably know the man who called here,” he remarked. “I know most of Mr. Yenner's friends. What
was the name of the chap who took the dog?”

“Can't answer that one,” replied the gardener. “His face was a new one to me. But 'twasn't anybody but
a friend of Mr. Yenner that would ha' knowed about the hound. Like yourself, sir. That's why I give him
the dog.”

Harry drove away. He had gained new proof of Culden's subtle tactics in framing an alibi and producing
a false trail. Culden must have known Yenner as an acquaintance. He had arranged to ship the dog some
time ago. Knowing that Yenner would be in Europe, Culden was sure that the dog incident would not be
brought to light.

REACHING the club, Harry put in a call to Mann. He reported on the Yenner matter; then received
information that concerned Renright. Harry was to contact the athlete; to claim friendship with a
Californian named James Dinsey, whom Renright knew. Mann gave Harry concise facts concerning
Dinsey.

He was on the veranda studying these memos when Renright drove up. Pocketing his notebook, Harry
arose and greeted the husky when he reached the porch. Renright looked blank when Harry introduced
himself.

“You ought to remember me,” laughed Harry. “I was at the bachelor's party they gave Jim Dinsey, that
night at the Waldorf.”