Ed started.
"Jack said that?" he asked, obviously to gain time.
"Yes."
"I didn't exactly say, that. I said I had my suspicions. He must have misunderstood me."
"Very likely. Jack's rather impetuous. Then you don't know?"
"Not exactly."
"I'll not ask you whom you suspect," declared Cora, though it was hard work not to, for she had her share of curiosity, and she felt, in a measure, that suspicion for the robbery was upon her and her friends.
They were both rather sober after that, and following a short ride around quiet streets Ed brought her home. Walter and Jack were gone.
"Good-by," said Ed as he started away. "If I—er—if I make my suspicions a certainty I'll tell you before I do any one else."
"Will you—really?"