"I wonder if that little Skinner girl will be of any assistance in the matter of locating Bishop?"
"Perhaps," replied Helen. "She seemed very eager to get the money! Don't you think so?"
"Yes, I think she did, but I've been wondering if she's trustworthy. Is she, Helen?"
Miss Young made a hasty affirmation.
"Yes, indeed, she's more than that!" she exclaimed. "She wouldn't deceive any one she loves for anything in the world, so Deforrest tells me."
"I sincerely hope so," sighed Ebenezer. "I've quite set my heart on her helping me. Money is no object in a matter like this."
"Of course not," murmured Helen, sympathetically.
"Letts also is doing some good work," Ebenezer continued. "He's been through nearly every hut on the Rhine."
Helen shivered. "I can't tolerate that man around," she replied. "Once in a while he comes here to see Deforrest or to sell something, and I can't get him away quickly enough."
"He's a good spy, though. That's all I want. He and the Skinner girl ought to produce that dwarf between them."