“That young man was myself, you fool.”
“Then go with me yourself.”
The Brown Robin thought a moment, and finally said:
“I will.”
She called for her hat and coat, which was brought by a servant, and to that servant she handed the confession, to retain until she returned.
She led the way out of the house in an energetic way, and, when they reached the hotel, entered the office with the broker.
“Now get it,” she said, stopping within twenty feet of the desk. “No tricks. I shall watch, and my punishment will be swift, no matter what occurs to me.”
Mr. Mountain went off and passed into the private office behind the counter or desk, and for a brief second was lost to sight to the Brown Robin, as he passed behind a high safe.
But she saw him go with the clerk to the safe and receive a package, and return with it to her.
Without a word she led the way out of the hotel and back to the house they had just left.