“Where are those stocks?”
She did not look at him. “I have them put away—all safe. They are all right. Just as soon as business is better I will get your money for you, Dicky. You shall have it, every cent.”
“Where are those stocks, I say! Mrs. Kilgour, look at me. Were are they?”
“Why are you so particular about knowing where they are?” Protecting herself, she showed a flicker of resentment.
“Because you must sell and hand me that money—at once.”
“I—I don't believe I can realize on them just now. They are—are down just at present. They—”
“What are the stocks?”
“I don't care to reveal my private business, Richard.”
“It happens to be my business, too. I'm in trouble. I must know. I shall stay here till I find out. You may as well come across.”
“As soon as I can arrange it—I will tell you. Very soon now!”