"Where did they live?"
"In a country town," he answered, glibly.
"I was thinking I might run across Mrs. Walton some day," he said, significantly. "She would be glad to see me, as I knew her late husband in California."
"She is dead," said Browning, hastily.
"Dead! How long since?"
"She died soon after she heard of her husband's death. Died of grief, poor woman!"
"Were there no children?"
"Yes, there was a girl, but she was adopted by a relative in Massachusetts."
"I don't believe a word of it!" thought Jack King. "He wants to put me off the scent."
"Humph! And you gave the wife the money?"