at four o'clock, and when he came he found her gone. He rushed up into their room, and now he says she has broken open a box he had and taken off all his money."
"But he never had any money."
"He paid mother some the day before yesterday."
"That's just the reason he shouldn't have any to-day."
"She certainly has taken things she wouldn't have taken if she'd merely gone out shopping or anything like that, for I've been up in the room and looked about it. She'd three necklaces. They weren't much account; but she must have them all on, or else have got them in her pocket."
"Caudle has never gone off with her in that way. He may be a fool"
"Oh, he is, you know. I've never seen such a fool about a woman as he has been."
"But he wouldn't be a party to stealing a lot of trumpery trinkets, or taking her husband's money. Indeed, I don't think he has anything to do with it." Then Eames thought over the circumstances of the day, and remembered that he had certainly not seen Cradell since the morning. It was that public servant's practice to saunter into Eames's room in the middle of the day, and there consume bread and cheese and beer,—in spite of an assertion which Johnny had once made as to crumbs of biscuit bathed in ink. But on this special day he had not done so. "I can't think he has been such a fool as that," said Johnny.
"But he has," said Amelia. "It's dinner-time now, and where is he? Had he any money left, Johnny?"
So interrogated Eames disclosed a secret confided to him by his friend which no other circumstances would have succeeded in dragging from his breast.
"She borrowed twelve pounds from him about a fortnight since, immediately after quarter-day. And she owed him money, too, before that."
"Oh, what a soft!" exclaimed Amelia; "and he hasn't paid mother a shilling for the last two months!"
"It was his money, perhaps, that Mrs. Roper got from Lupex the day before yesterday. If so, it comes to the same thing as far as she is concerned, you know."
"And what are we to do now?" said Amelia, as she went before her lover up-stairs. "Oh, John, what will become of me if ever you
