"No doubt you put it there yourself," he answered, sharply, after a monent's pause. "That matter will be investigated," said the broker. "I think the money ought to be paid to me," said the housekeeper. "Can you prove your ownership of the bonds?" asked the broker. "I can," answered Willis Ford, flippantly. "I have seen them." "I should like some additional evidence," said Mr. Reynolds. "You are related to Mrs. Esta-brook, and may be supposed to have some interest in the matter." "What proof can I have?" asked the housekeeper, disturbed by this unexpected obstacle. "Have you the memorandum of the broker who bought you the bonds." "I don't know, sir." "Then you had better look." The housekeeper searched the drawer, and produced, triumphantly, a memorandum to the effect that she had purchased the bonds of a well-known house in Wall Street. "So far, so good!" said the broker. "It appears that besides the bonds sold you had four one-hundred-dollar bonds?" "Yes, sir." "You had not parted with them?" "No, sir." "They will some time be put on the market, and then we shall have a clew to the mystery." "That boy has probably got them," said the housekeeper, nodding her head emphatically. "You are at liberty to search my chamber, Mrs. Estabrook," said Grant, quietly. "He may have passed them over to that man Morrison," suggested the housekeeper. "I hardly think that likely," said Willis Ford, who saw danger to