Mrs. Raffles: Being the Adventures of an Amateur Crackswoman. John Kendrick Bangs
was another promising field for profit, for Henriette had spared neither pains nor money to impress Fiametta with the idea that next to Mrs. Gaster she was about as lavish and financially capable a householder as could be found in the Social Capital of the United States. As for me, I was the picture of gloom. The woman's presence in our household could not be but a source of danger to our peace of mind as well as to our profits, and for the life of me I could not see why Henriette should want her there. But I was not long in finding out.
A week after Fiametta's arrival Mrs. Raffles rang hurriedly for me.
"Yes, madam," I said, responding immediately to her call.
"Bunny," she said, her hand trembling a little, "the hour for action has arrived. I have just sent Fiametta on an errand to Providence. She will be gone three hours."
"Yes!" said I. "What of it?"
"I want you during her absence to go with me to her room—"
The situation began to dawn on me.
"Yes!" I cried, breathlessly. "And search her trunks?"
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