"How do you do, Mrs. Canby?" he said, as he came over to the fence without catching sight of me.
"Pretty well, Mr. Woodward," was the widow's reply.
"Have you heard anything of your money yet?" went on the merchant, with apparent concern.
"Oh, yes&—" and the widow hesitated.
My sister whispered something in her ear.
"It was just found," said Kate.
The merchant gave a start.
"You don't mean it!" he cried. "Where?"
"Down here by the fence."
"Who put it there?" asked Mr. Woodward, sharply.