“Some kind!” She flung her hat recklessly on the table. “Every kind, my dear child!”
He did not smile.
“Gordon told me that he had left fifty thousand dollars in the safe to pay an American who’s calling on Sunday. He gave me the combination.”
She stood before him, her hands behind her.
“Well?”
“The money is not there.”
A little pause.
“And do you know why?” she asked.
“I don’t know. I’ve been worried to death. He didn’t take it?”