"I happen to know just how much. There were sixty-five dollars."
"And you can find nothing of the pocketbook?"
"No; that and the money are both gone."
"I am sorry for your loss, Aunt Eliza."
"I don't care for the money. I shall not miss it. I am amply provided with funds, thanks to Providence. But it is the mystery that puzzles me. Who can have robbed me?"
Mrs. Tracy nodded her head significantly.
"I don't think there need be any mystery about that," she said, pointedly.
"Why not?"
"I can guess who robbed you."
"Then I should be glad to have you enlighten me, for I am quite at a loss to fix upon the thief."