"You were very kind to get it for me."

"Indeed, no; it is you who are kind, rather! Did you pilot my Uncle Leon
up that steep place?"

"Oh, no, sir! He found the way. See, after you get around this rough
ledge it is easy till the last climb; that is quite steep. Just follow
me a moment, please."

"As long as you wish"--he began gallantly, but she did not wait to hear;
and, having led him to a spot whence he could see his uncle, she pointed
out the further way, slightly bowed her head in adieu, and, waiting for
no further parley, turned about and walked briskly homewards,
remembering it was high time to return to the baby, and begin a search
for that hidden money.

* * * * *

It was late afternoon of the next day, and poor Sara stood in the midst
of her family and household treasures, looking the picture of despair.
Around her was collected every description of bag, box, and bundle, also
the baby, while Morton and Molly (the latter secretly delighted with all
this excitement) were turning things upside-down and wrongside-out, with
vim enough to have furnished Pinkerton's whole force.

But now they had come to a halt; for so far, though everything on the
premises had apparently been emptied, no money had appeared, and the
three stood confronting each other, with dismay written on their faces.

"_Can't_ you think of another place, Molly?" asked Sara in