“No. He went away disappointed. I don’t doubt, Ernest, that the gold piece was one of yours. How did the fellow get in?”
“Through the window. I found it open when I woke up.”
“You must have slept sound.”
“I did. I slept an hour later than I generally do.”
“Was anything else taken?”
“Not that I could discover.”
“Do you mean to say that your uncle had but ten dollars?” asked Joe incredulously.
“It was all he had in the trunk.”
“I always thought him a rich man.”
“He was not,” said Ernest quietly.