“I don’t think we shall see him again very soon,” and the broker told the detective what he knew about his disappearance.
Sharpleigh shrugged his shoulders.
“He has been too sharp for us,” he said. “Do you want me to do anything?”
“No; his loss of place and reputation will be a sufficient punishment.”
At the close of the day Felix said: “I suppose you don’t want me any more.”
“You can stay till the end of the week. I have not had time to form any plans.”
“Do—do you think Cousin David will come back?”
“I think it very improbable,” said the broker, seriously. “Can you throw any light on the events of to-day?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Go on. Was the robbery planned?”