Mrs. Tracy looked disappointed.
"If you mention them to me, I may think of something that would help you."
"If I need help in that way, I will come to you."
"Meanwhile, shall you continue to employ the boy?"
"Yes; why not?"
"He might steal something more."
"I will risk it."
Mrs. Merton returned to her room, and presently Harold entered his mother's presence.
"What is this I hear about Aunt Eliza having some money stolen?" he asked.
"It is true. She has lost sixty-five dollars."