"If he can get to the bottom of this business, I'll agree with you," Harding replied. "But I don't think very much of his first idea; I don't think he is right if he suspects Eustace. When do you expect him?"
"I should say he will be here some time during the day. He wired from Wyalla, and I expect he'll ride across country—it will be quicker than waiting for a train at the junction. Ah, there's Mr. Gale back," he exclaimed, as a buggy drove past the bank. "If you'll let me know when Mr. Eustace is free, I'll just step out and hear what he has discovered about the yarn the men told us."
"All right. I'll call you as soon as Eustace comes in," Harding said, and Brennan left the office.
Soon after he had gone Harding heard the dining-room door open and Mrs. Burke's voice ring through the house.
"I don't believe a word of it. It's false; it's untrue. It's all a blind. I'll see whether there is not justice in the land for an unfortunate widow robbed of her all."
Then the door was slammed and the front door opened and slammed also.
Harding sat waiting for Eustace to come back to the office. He heard Mrs. Burke's voice sounding shrill outside, but not clear enough for him to distinguish what she was saying. Then the buggy started and drove rapidly away.
A gentle tap came at the door leading to the house, and Mrs. Eustace opened it and looked in.
"Has that dreadful woman gone?" she asked in an agitated voice. "Is Charlie here?"
Harding rose and went over to her.