"Well," said Harold, thinking it time to carry on the programme he had determined upon, "I can't say I am surprised."
"You are not surprised!" repeated Felicie, slowly. "Why? Do you know anything about it?"
"Do I know anything about it?" said Harold, coloring. "What do you mean by that?"
"Because you say you are not surprised. I was surprised, and so was the old lady and your mother."
"You must be very stupid not to understand what I mean," said Harold, annoyed.
"Then I am very stupid, for I do not know at all why you are not surprised."
"I mean that the boy Aunt Eliza employs—that boy Luke has taken the money."
"Oh, you think the boy, Luke, has taken the money."
"Certainly! Why shouldn't he? He is a poor newsboy. It would be a great temptation to him. You know he is always shown into Aunt Eliza's sitting room, and is often there alone."
"That is true."