"What do you mean?" inquired Helen.
"Oh, well, maybe it's all right," Joe said. He did not want to alarm the girl unnecessarily, but he had a deeper suspicion than before of Sanford.
"I think it's just fine," Helen went on. "I have quite some cash with me—I'm going to let our treasurer keep that, and give me some when I need it. Then, from time to time, I'll get dividends on my oil stock."
"Maybe," said Joe, in a low voice.
"What?" asked Helen, quickly. "What do you mean?"
"Never mind," proceeded Joe. "Anyhow we had a good time to-night."
"Did you enjoy it?"
"I certainly did, Helen."
They parted near the train, Joe to go to his car and Helen to hers.
"Oh, by the way," Joe called after her. "Did Mr. Sanford say what oil company it was he was going to invest your money in?"