Will you please get them ?" "I have them ?" queried Randolph Rover, in perplexity.

As my old readers know, he was at times somewhat absent minded.
"Why, yes, don't you remember my giving them to you?
They were in a large yellow envelope.

I think you placed them away with your traction company bonds." "Why--er--so I did," stammered Randolph Rover.

"But I--er--I don't quite remember what I did with them." He scratched his head.
"I'll go and get my tin box." He left the sitting room, and after being gone fully ten minutes returned with a flat tin box, in which he kept some papers of value.
"The envelope doesn't seem to be here," he said, turning over the contents of the box.
"Don't you remember it ?" asked his brother, anxiously.
"Oh, yes, I remember it very well now.

I saw it only a couple of days before I went to Carwell with my bonds." "Did you take that tin box to Carwell ?" asked Tom.
"Yes." "Was the envelope in it then ?" "I--er--I really don't know, Thomas.