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The girl was Ida Giles, and as Cora watched them she saw Sid hand Ida something that showed white in the gleam of an incandescent lamp. It was evidently a letter.
CHAPTER XI
MOTORING OUTFITS
For days following the loss of the money and the finding of the empty pocketbook every possible clue was followed up, both by the police of New City and Chelton, and by many detectives, who were lured on by the offered reward of five hundred dollars.
Nor were suspicious tongues idle. If Cora was not openly accused, it was because she had a brother who would vigorously defend her.
Nor did the Robinson girls altogether escape, though it was generally hinted, in the case of all the young ladies, that they might have hidden the money "just for fun," and when they saw what excitement it caused they were afraid to return it.
"As if that was a joke," said Cora, when she heard this version.
Of course, the boys who took part in the race had to answer numerous questions for the police, but at the end of a week, which was an unpleasant one for all concerned, the detectives were as far off the track as ever. Sid and Ida had their share of the "third degree" of police questioning in a mild form, and though Sid was at first indignant and refused to answer questions, he finally gave in. There was an unofficial verdict of "not guilty" in the case of all, and Ed's little fortune seemed likely never to be found.
When, about two weeks after the loss, Cora took a hundred-dollar bill to the bank to get it changed, and the teller looked at it rather longer than seemed necessary, Jack, who was with his sister, asked:
"What's the matter? Isn't that good?" He betrayed some feeling, for the finger of suspicion seemed pointing at his family from every person he met.
"Why--I hope it's good," was the smiling answer. "If it isn't I have lost faith in the government printing office."
"My grandmother gave it to me for my birthday," explained Cora. "I haven't had time to spend it since getting my auto. No one ever questioned a bill of hers before."
"Neither have I questioned it," declared the teller. "I was merely making a note of the number. We have instructions to take a memorandum of all bills of large denomination. I was merely doing that."
"Since when was that rule in effect?" asked Jack.
"Since the Foster robbery."
Jack started. Then he remembered that in Ed's wallet were bills of large denomination.
"Suspicion even here," he muttered to Cora as they went out.
"Hush, Jack, dear," she said softly. "Some folks will hear you."
"Well, I don't care if they do. It's fierce--the way people believe that you--and I--had a hand in that robbery."
"Never mind," replied his sister. "Oh," she added quickly, "there are the Robinson girls outside," and she hurried down the bank steps. The two sisters were walking slowly along, and from a certain air about Bess it was evident that she had something important to tell Cora.
"Any news of the--robbery?" Bess asked Jack.
"Not that I know of," he answered rather gloomily. "The trouble is that so many of those who might be able to throw additional light on it are away. Sid has gone--no one seems to know where--Ida is away visiting, and we haven't been able to find that old farmer that got his team in the way of the race. Ed remembers pa.s.sing him on the road, and he spoke to him, but even that wouldn't account for how the wallet got in Cora's car."
"No," said Elizabeth with a sigh. "But where are you going, Cora?"
"Around to Madam Julia's. I went in the bank to get grandmother's hundred-dollar bill broken, so I could pay for my things at madam's.
I suppose they are done by this time. Won't you girls come with me?"
"Yes," added Jack, "and speaking of hundred dollar bills, what do you suppose that bank teller did? He--"
"Jack, dear," spoke Cora softly, and her brother subsided.
"Do come," she urged the twins: "It will be such fun to see me try on my motor togs."
"Wait until we tell you something!" burst out Belle. "We have--"
"A surprise for you," interrupted Bess.
"A brand-new--" started in Belle.
"Motor car," finished Bess triumphantly.
"That is, we're going to get it," added her sister.
"Father has promised it to us;" supplemented Bess.
"Oh, isn't that splendid!" exclaimed Cora. "I'm so glad! This is a surprise. Now we'll all be motor girls."
"Yes," added Belle; "and mother said we could go this afternoon and select some motor things for ourselves at madam's. Isn't that just too sweet of her?"
"Lovely!" cried Cora, giving the twins a little hug in turn.
"Here, quit that in public. Want to make a fellow jealous?"
demanded Jack.
"Oh--you--" began Belle with an arch look at Cora's brother.
"Now we're going to take a preliminary look at things with you, Cora," said Bess. "I'm just dying to get a certain bonnet that I saw in the window."
"Toot-toot! Farewell!" cried Jack, as he puffed in imitation of an auto and turned up the street.
"Do you know," began Cora as soon as her brother was safely out of sight, "speaking of that robbery, I have been thinking lately how strange it was that Ida, Mary and Sid should have been talking so seriously behind my car when I happened to look around and see them.
Mary's face flushed, and Ida immediately walked away."
"Is that so?" demanded Bess.
"Yes, and I have been puzzling over it for some time."
"I overheard some of the things they said," declared Belle. "I think Sid was trying to get Mary and Ida to promise to go out for a ride with him that evening. Ida refused, and Mary--well, I didn't hear just what she said--but it wasn't no, I'm sure."
"But they all three looked so--so guilty," went on Cora. "It was exactly as if they didn't want to be discovered."
"Maybe Sid was ashamed to be seen asking Mary to go for a ride. You know, he's reported to be well off, and Mary--well, she's a dear, sweet little girl, but she works for a living, and you know what a fellow like Sid thinks of working girls."
"I thought I heard Sid saying something about hiring a machine to take them out in," went on Belle.