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got married long ago and I'm all alone except for Jessie, the youngest—and I haven't told her anything about it."
"Yes?" said Mr. Tutt sympathetically. "What haven't you told her about?"
"My trouble. You see, Jessie's not a well girl—she really ought to live out West somewhere, the doctor says—and Jim and I had saved up all these years so that after we were gone she would have something to live on. We saved twelve thousand dollars—and put it into Government bonds."
"You couldn't have anything safer, at any rate," remarked the lawyer. "I think you did exceedingly well."
"Now comes the awful part of it all!" exclaimed Mrs. Effingham, clasping her hands. "I'm afraid it's gone—gone forever. I should have consulted you first before I did it, but it all seemed so fair and above-board that I never thought."
"Have you got rid of your bonds?"
"Yes—no—that is, the bank has them. You see I borrowed ten thousand dollars on them and gave it to Mr. Badger to invest in his oil company for me."
Mr. Tutt groaned inwardly. Badger was the most celebrated of Wall Street's near-financiers.
"Where on earth did you meet Badger?" he demanded.
"Why, he boarded with me—for a long time,"
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