“No; it was a letter from Syracuse.”
“I remember now, it was postmarked Syracuse. Have you friends there?”
“None that I am aware of.”
“Yet you receive letters from there?”
“That was a business letter.”
Carl was quietly amused at Leonard’s skillful questions, but was determined not to give him any light on the subject.
Leonard tried another avenue of attack.
“Oh, dear!” he sighed, “I wish I was rich.”
“I shouldn’t mind being rich myself,” said Carl, with a smile.
“I suppose old Jennings must have a lot of money.”