“A pocket-book?” said his father, with surprise.
“Yes, sir,” said Dorothy. “He went to get some medicine for Sarah, and, when he came home, the pocket-book was missing.”
“Was there any money in it?” said he.
“Yes, sir,” replied Dorothy.
“How much?”
“I don’t know, sir, how much.”
Rollo’s father then put the bell back into its place, and walked again into the parlor. He was afraid that there was a good deal of money in the pocket-book, and that it was all lost.
He, however, went on attending to his own business, until by and by he heard Rollo’s voice in the kitchen. He called him in. Rollo and James came in together.
“Have you found the pocket-book?” asked Mr. Holiday.