“You know it now. Was your father one of them?”
“No. It was as bad for him as if he had been, though.”
“How do you make that out?”
“Well, my dear, if he hadn’t taken your father’s advice he might have been a rich man now instead of a poor one.... He invested all his money as he told him.”
“In my father’s things?”
“In things he was interested in. And he lost it.”
“It shows how he must have trusted him.”
“He wasn’t the only one who was ruined by his trust.”
Harriett blinked. Her mind swerved from the blow. “I think you must be mistaken,” she said.
“I’m less likely to be mistaken than you, my dear, though he was your father.”