Mason said, “All right. Take it easy. Your uncle will show up all right. When was that check dated?”
“Today. It was drawn from the checkbook he carries with him in his pocket. I feel certain he must have written it after he got out of the sanitarium.”
Mason said, “Let me know if anything new turns up.”
“What do you know, anything?” she asked.
“We’re plugging along,” Mason said.
“If you find Uncle, will you let me know?”
“Certainly. Do you want me to have Drake send out a woman operative to stay with you?”
“No,” she said. “Why should I want anyone?”
“I thought you might be nervous, what with the study having been ransacked.”
“I’m all right,” she said, “but if I catch anyone prowling around the house, he’s going to wish I hadn’t. I’m mad enough to shoot someone.”