"What is the matter?" she asked.

"I just had a talk with Mr. Compton," he replied. "He sent for me and I
had to tell him something that I didn't want to tell him, although he's
got to find it out sooner or later anyway."

"Is there something wrong at the plant?" she asked.

"Wrong doesn't describe it," he exclaimed bitterly. "The man that he
has done the most for and in whose loyalty he ought to have the right of
implicit confidence, is robbing him blind."

"Bince?" asked the girl. Jimmy nodded. "I didn't like that pill," she
said, "from the moment I saw him."

"Nor I," said Jimmy, "but he is going to marry Miss Compton and inherit
the business. He's the last man in the place that Compton would suspect.
It was just like suggesting to a man that his son was robbing him."

"Have you got the goods on him?" asked Edith.

"I will have as soon as the C.P.A.'s get to digging into the pay-roll,"
he replied, "and I just as good as got the information I need even
without that. Well, let's forget our troubles. What shall we do?"

"What do you want to do?" she asked.

He could not tell by either her tone or expression with what anxiety she
awaited his reply. "Suppose we do something exciting, like going to the
movies," he suggested with a laugh.