you take a message for me, if I sit here and look after your uncle?"
"I couldn't leave him now, doctor," she replied. "I hope you don't mind, but he's been kind to me in his way, and I should like to be with him till the end."
Nothing would go right.
"Very well," I answered. "I suppose I must go myself, but don't leave him for a second. You can't be too careful, Polly."
I went back to the old garden, and noticed lying in the evergreen shrubs a rusty old roller with a hollow drum.
This would do for a temporary hiding-place, and I proceeded rapidly to transfer the many bags of gold from the car to the interior of the roller. I then covered the open ends with some loose brambles, etc., and set off rapidly to get some one who knew enough about the vagaries of a car to come and help me.
When I returned in about an hour with a mechanic I found that death had released the wretched old man from his troubles.
I told the girl about her uncle's wishes, and that all he had was to go to her, after my bill had been paid. He owed no others.
"He's got his money hidden about, doctor. Do you know where it is?" she inquired.
