"Out with it; maybe I can tell."

"First, let me ask if you had any reason to believe that your butler had
any resources of his own, say to the amount of three or four hundred
dollars?"

"Certainly not. I pay him thirty dollars a month, and his wife fifteen
dollars, and with keeping up his lodges and the way he dresses that
girl, he can't save very much."

"You know that he has money in the bank?"

"No."

"Well, he has. Over eight hundred dollars."

"What? Berry? It must be the pickings of years."

"And yesterday it was increased by five hundred more."

"The scoundrel!"

"How was your brother's money, in bills?"

"It was in large bills and gold, with some silver."

"Berry's money was almost all in bills of a small denomination and
silver."

"A poor trick; it could easily have been changed."