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Show page 67 home afterward, to find Mrs. Henson upset over Elizabeth's tardiness. They had been .among the searching party that discovered the body. Lattimore nodded, and promised the Hensons that he would do everything within his power to bring the g u i l t y party or p a r t i e s to j u s t i c e. Public indignation was high for awhile, then simmered. The crime yielded no one at whom to point a definite finger. Three weeks passed, and Lattimore came into John Henson's shop one morning for a trim. Henson was s t i l l wan and drawn of face. "I hope you folks aren't disappointed at the way things are turning out," Lattimore said. "I'm s t i l l working on i t . " He lowered his voice and asked, "This man Hardcastle, what kind of man is he, John?" Henson could only speak of the time the Hardcastles had lived in his home. They had moved, shortly after Elizabeth's death, to an apartment over the tearoom. "Did he ever say anything to Elizabeth?" Lattimore asked. "Just friendly," the barber said. "Viola was xrorried sometimes what he might say or do. But he was just friendly, in his way." "Well, maybe I can find out more about him a f t e r he's on the force," Lattimore said. "You putting him on the force, John?" The barber sounded doubtful. "I'm authorized two more men," Lattimore explained. "The town's getting more workers at the bauxite plant every day. |
