“Then we’d have found the pieces,” said Dick.
“It was stolen,” said Harry solemnly.
“Who stole it?” Roy asked. Harry shook her head.
“I don’t know,” she said. “Maybe, though, there was a tramp or some one in the barn when I put it up there, and he saw me do it and went and got it afterward.”
“Well, that’s possible,” agreed Dick. “But I don’t think any tramp would get so far from the road as this, even for a place to sleep. Besides, there’s Snip.”
“Snip sleeps at the Cottage,” said Harry.
“Well, if it was stolen, whoever stole it must have seen you put it there, because no one would ever think of looking on top of a rafter in a barn for money.” Dick hesitated. Then, “How about John, the gardener?” he asked.
“Oh, he wouldn’t steal anything,” declared Harry emphatically. “Besides, he wasn’t in here when I put the money there. Because when I got back to the Cottage he was shoveling the snow from the steps.”
“How long ago did you put it there?” Chub asked. Harry thought a moment.