And the best of it is that the financial writers all seem to think it was planned by Worthington and the rest." "Oh, hang Worthington--hang Motors.

THAT is what I meant." He slapped down a packet of letters on the desk.
"You--you found them ?" gasped Constance.

She looked at him keenly.

It was evident that a great weight had been taken off his mind.
"Yes indeed.

I knew there was only one place where she would put them--in her safe with her jewels.