"So do I. Where did my nephew get his gold watch?"
"It was bought with the money he stole from the drawer."
"So I supposed. Well, Felicie, you can go, but I think you had better hand me that bunch of keys."
"Shall you report me to Mrs. Tracy?"
"I have not decided. For the present we will both keep this matter secret."
Luke's absence was, of course, noticed by Mrs. Tracy.
"Have you discharged Luke Walton?" she asked, hopefully. "I observe he has not come here for the last two or three days."
"He has gone out of the city—on business."
"I am surprised that you should trust that boy to such an extent."
At this moment a telegraph messenger rang the bell, and a telegram was brought up to Mrs. Merton.