Mr.Sharpin has sent in a report to our inspector of the most irregular and ridiculous kind, setting down not only all his own foolish doings and sayings, but the doings and sayings of Mrs.Yatman as well.

In most cases, such a document would have been fit only for the waste paper basket; but in this particular case it so happens that Mr.
Sharpin's budget of nonsense leads to a certain conclusion, which the simpleton of a writer has been quite innocent of suspecting from the beginning to the end.

Of that conclusion I am so sure that I will forfeit my place if it does not turn out that Mrs.Yatman has been practicing upon the folly and conceit of this young man, and that she has tried to shield herself from discovery by purposely encouraging him to suspect the wrong persons.

I tell you that confidently; and I will even go further.

I will undertake to give a decided opinion as to why Mrs.Yatman took the money, and what she has done with it, or with a part of it.