"Raise yourself Miss Gladys" said Marshland "and help me take Miss Helen to her room."
Gladys rose directly and Helen was soon upon her bed once more.
She soon opened her eyes and fixed them on her cousin, "go away" she said calmly "I want to speak to Marshland."
Gladys left the room and Helen's calm manner changed to one of absolute fury.
Darting to her feet, she seized Marshland's shoulder, her white lips parted in feverish anxiety.
"The safe" she cried quick Marshland it has been robbed—I heard the bell—go and see quick, oh Marshland hurry—hurry."
Marshland had her doubts as to the robbery, but to quiet Helen she went downstairs to ascertain.
Entering the drawing room to her great alarm she found the window wide open, and she knew she had shut and bolted it the night before.
Advancing in some consternation she saw the bolt had not been tampered with and her eyes wandered to the safe. Dragging back the curtain she perceived to her great horror that the gauze door was wide open and the black leather bag which contained all the money, gone.
"Oh Heavens" ejaculated the old woman "all the money gone, yes every brass farthing of it, my poor Miss Helen you'll have to go begging now and in sober earnest too."