“Have you told anybody about the letters, Bob?”
“No, ma’am, not a soul.”
“You’re a good boy, Bob; a very good boy.”
“Thank you, Miss Simmons.”
“And about those letters——”
“Yes, ma’am?”
“The man you speak of did bring them back.”
“I thought that. Miss Simmons, have you seen him since the day you lost the letters?”
The old maid looked troubled. Then she glanced sharply at Bob.