"Where? What in?"
"I cannot tell. I never knew. I understood from her that it was invested; but I knew no more. We have never had any money of hers since—excepting of course the current account, paid in from the revenues of this estate. And we hold no securities of hers, besides these Indian bonds that I have spoken of."
"Was the sum she withdrew a large one?" asked the major.
"It was between fourteen and fifteen thousand pounds."
"And she must have added ever so much to that," observed the lawyer. "She has not lodged her superfluous income with you?" he added to his brother.
"No. I have said so. We hold nothing but her current account. That has been replenished by her when necessary; but we have had nothing more. It is certainly strange where the vouchers for her property can be. I suppose," added the banker, more slowly, "she did not invest the money in some bubble scheme, and lose it?"
"The very same thought was crossing my mind," spoke his brother.
"But you don't think that probable, do you, Street?" cried Major Raynor, turning rather hot.
A pause ensued. Lawyer Street was evidently thinking out the probabilities. They waited, and watched him.
"I must confess that circumstances look suspicious," he said at length. "Else why so much secrecy?"