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 offer this reward? There ’s no sense in it. He can't have got it.”

A girlish voice answered: “Yes. He did. I know why he ’s doing it, but I can’t explain without being unfair to Dad.”

The woman murmured something reproachfully. The man began to move, heavy-footed, around the room. “Did you tell him where you were?”

“No. I simply told him not to worry about me—that I ’d be all right.”

“Well, if he got the letter, he ’s concealing it from the detectives, is n’t he?”

“I suppose so. Yes.”

The man sat down, with a bump. “I suppose you know what you ’re doing, but I ’ll be hanged if I can see any sense in it. I ’m not thinking of myself, but if you ’re found here—”

“Well,” she said, “I ’ll go somewhere else, then.”

There were confused words of remonstrance, of angrily apologetic explanation and