"She had on a faded shawl. I don't remember what kind of a hat she wore."
But a light had already dawned on Rupert.
"It was Mrs. Marlow!" he said to himself.
CHAPTER VI. RUPERT AS A DETECTIVE.
The next question that suggested itself to Rupert was, "What object could Mrs. Marlow have in sending off his mother on a wild goose chase?" The answer occurred immediately. "The purse."
He hurried home, and fairly ran up stairs.
"Mother," he cried, entering out of breath, "where did you put the purse I gave you?"
"In the bureau drawer."