"In--in--your--tool--box!"

"What?"

The girl's voice was shrill, and there was a tremor in her tones.
Cora fairly leaped out beside him. She was staring at the brown
leather wallet the wallet that had contained the twenty thousand
dollars.

"How on earth--" she began.

She reached out her hand for the pocketbook. Walter gave it to her.
She raised up the flap, and uttered but a single word:

"Empty!"

The limp wallet fell from her hand to the ground. Cora's face
turned strangely white, and she began swaying, as does a tree that a
woodsman has nearly cut through.

A moment later the overwrought girl staggered and almost fell into
Walter's arms.




CHAPTER X

SUSPICIONS