"Why in Heaven's name didn't you tell me to?"
All this while the two had been looking the room over, rummaging through drawers, looking on whatnots, brackets, shelves, etc.
"Well, I can't keep the agent waiting any longer," said the doctor. "I'll tell I him I'll bring the money round to him;" and he left the room.
"What are you standing there for?" said Mrs. Lively, whirling sharply on Napoleon. "Go, and look for that money."
"Where?"
"How do I know where? Look anywhere and everywhere. There's no telling where your father lost it. Napoleon Lively," she exclaimed, a sudden idea seeming to strike her, "what did you do with that money?"
"Nothing," answered the youth with cool indifference.
"Where did you hide it?"
"Didn't hide it."
His perfect nonchalance was irresistibly convincing.