"What's the matter with you ?" "What's the matter ?" echoed Hughie, smitten with horrible fear that perhaps she knew.

"I just wanted to know," he said, weakly.
He slipped past her, holding his pocket tight lest the coins should rattle.

When he reached his room he stood listening in the dark to Jessie going down the stairs.

He was sure she suspected something.
He would go back and put the money in the drawer again, whenever she reached the kitchen.

He stood there with his heart-beats filling his ears, waiting for the kitchen door to slam.
Then he resolved he would wrap the money up in paper and put it safely away, and go down and see if Jessie knew.