"That means Ben," thought Mrs. Hamilton, but she did not say so.
"I would ferret out the matter if I were you," continued Mrs. Hill.
"I intend to," answered Mrs. Hamilton quietly. "I valued the glass far beyond its cost, and I will leave no means untried to recover it."
"You are quite right, too."
When Conrad was told that the opera glass had been lost, he said:
"Probably Ben stole it."
"So I think," assented his mother. "But it will be found out. Cousin Hamilton has put the matter into the hands of a detective."
For the moment, Conrad felt disturbed. But he quickly recovered himself.
"Pshaw! they can't trace it to me," he thought. "They will put it on Ben."