“But Amy, why not?”
“I haven’t got it all now.”
“But, dear, what did you do with it?” Ethel persisted.
Taylor seemed to take a keen interest in Amy Cartwright’s financial affairs.
“That’s quite an interesting question,” he observed judiciously. “What did you do with your half?”
“I—I paid a lot of bills,” the girl stammered.
“Paid a lot of bills!” her sister exclaimed. “But Amy, you distinctly told me—”
“One minute,” Taylor interrupted. “Now, Miss Amy,” he said sharply, “what sort of bills did you pay?”
“Oh, dressmakers and hats and things,” she answered with a trace of sullenness.
“Of course they gave you receipts?” he suggested.