"I'll take my chances," said Josie, folding the bill and putting it in her purse. "You've got good money for it, anyhow, so you've no kick coming, that I can see."
"Why, that must be the bill Mr. Cragg gave you," Mary Louise said to the storekeeper, as if she had just recognized it.
"It is," admitted Sol.
"Then Ingua can now buy her outfit?"
"Any time she likes," he said. "But I want it reg'lar understood that the sewin'-girl can't bring the money back to me, if she finds it bad. I ain't sure it's bad, ye know, but I've warned her, an' now it's her look-out."
"Of course it is," agreed Josie. "But don't worry. The bill is good as gold. I wish I had a hundred like it."
On their way home Josie stopped to call on Ingua, while Mary Louise, at her friend's request, went on.
"I've two important things to tell you," Josie announced to the child. "One is that you needn't worry any more about Ned Joselyn's being dead. A girl whom I know well has lately seen him alive and in good health, so whatever your grandfather's crimes may have been he is not a murderer."
Ingua was astounded. After a moment she gasped out:
"How d'ye know? Who was the girl? Are ye sure it were Ned Joselyn?"