"Now please tell me where I come in." "We are willing," Littleson said quietly, "to give a hundred thousand dollars to the person who places that paper in our charge.

To any one who knew your father's house, and where he keeps his important documents, the task would not be an impossible one." She looked at him fixedly for several moments.

He was half afraid that she was going to get up and leave him.

Instead, however, she broke into a hard little laugh, and helped herself to another cigarette.
"You forget," she said, "that I have no longer the entree to my father's house." "It would be perfectly easy for you," he answered, "to go there, especially with your father out of the way upstairs.

I presume that you know where he keeps his important papers ?" "Yes! I know that," she answered.