"Pipe! of course. One might track your father through a howling wilderness by the pipes he'd leave at every half mile. Don't let him know you've found the purse, and to-morrow morning I'm going to see if I can't have some of his bills paid before the money is lost, as it would be if he should get it in his hands."
The next morning Mrs. Lively felt under her pillow, as on a former occasion, and, as on that former occasion, found the purse where she had put it the night before. She gave it into Napoleon's hands after breakfast, and despatched him to settle the bills. In less than half an hour he was back.
"Did you pay all the bills?" she asked.
"No."
"How many?"
"None."
"Why don't you go along and pay those bills, as I bade you?"
"Have been."
"Then, why didn't you settle the bills?"
"Couldn't."