”Yes’m,“ responded Lonny.
”Then you think the boy capable of appropriating the money?“ asked Mr. Carter quietly.
”Yes, I do.“
”Well, I don’t!“ said Uncle Oliver emphatically.
”You are very easily deceived,“ said Mrs. Pitkin.
”Don’t be too sure of that,“ returned Mr. Carter, with a significant glance, that made his niece feel uncomfortable.
”I suspect you will have to admit it,“ said Mr. Pitkin. ”If, contrary to my anticipation, the boy returns, and brings the money with him, I will own myself mistaken.“
Just then the front door was heard to open; there was a sound of steps in the hall, and Phil came hurriedly into the room.
Mr. and Mrs. Pitkin exchanged looks of surprise and dismay; but Mrs. Forbush, her daughter and Uncle Oliver looked delighted.