"And you have no idea where the money is?" inquired Bunchester anxiously.
"I have a very distinct idea where the money is," answered Grimes slowly, "and this young lady——" he faced Betty accusingly, "she also has a very distinct idea where the money is."
At this Baxter's eyes blazed fiercely. "You dare to——"
"Wait, Bob!" The girl laid a restraining hand upon his arm. Then, lifting her head proudly, she challenged Grimes. "You mean to insinuate that I took the money from this purse?"
"Impossible!" murmured the bishop.
A hard smile played about the detective's mouth.
"You mean to deny that you know where the money is?"
She hesitated. "Why—er——"
"Where is it?" he demanded.
"I—I can't tell you."