Chapter 27 THE BANK BALANCE

It was now Mr. Portlethorpe and I who looked at each other-with a mutual questioning. What was Mr. Lindsey hinting, suggesting? And Mr. Portlethorpe suddenly turned on him with a direct inquiry.

"What is it you are after, Lindsey?" he asked. "There's something in your mind."

"A lot," answered Mr. Lindsey. "And before I let it out, I think we'