[Kenny by Leona Dalrymple]@TWC D-Link bookKenny CHAPTER XXIII 21/28
And so he buried the money. God knows how or where, and shunted the responsibility of its finding upon me.
If it was never found, as perhaps he hoped, he had still fulfilled his trust and the dictates of his conscience in willing the money back to you." "But, Kenny, how could he bury it ?" "How often," reminded Kenny, "has Hughie in summer wheeled him out to the orchard and left him there? How often has he wheeled himself around the walk by the lilac bush? And he was clever and cunning. Could he not, from time to time, hide the money in his bathrobe and find some means of digging ?" Joan looked unconvinced. "And where," she said, "would my mother, who earned her living on the stage, get money? A great deal, I mean ?" "I--I don't know," said Kenny, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"I wish I did.
Sometime or other, Joan, there has been Craig money and a lot of it.
This old house is the house of an aristocrat with money enough to gratify expensive whims.
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