They gazed into each other's faces in silence for some moments, each trying to read what was in the other's thought.

At length Freeling said, "There is one thing more that you will have to do, Mrs.Dinneford." "What ?" she asked.
"Get your husband to draw two or three notes in Mr.Granger's favor.
They should not be for less than five hundred or a thousand dollars each.

The dates must be short--not over thirty or sixty days." "It can't be done," was the emphatic answer.
"It must be done," replied Freeling; "they need not be for the business.
You can manage the matter if you will; your daughter wants an India shawl, or a set of diamonds, or a new carriage--anything you choose.

Mr.
Dinneford hasn't the ready cash, but we can throw his notes into bank and get the money; don't you see ?" But Mrs.Dinneford didn't see.
"I don't mean," said Freeling, "that we are to use the money.

Let the shawl, or the diamond, or the what-not, be bought and paid for.