side the estate?"

"No," said Linda. "At least none that I know of. Mother had I some
relatives in San Francisco who were very wealthy people, but they never
came to see us and we never went there. I know nothing about them. I
never had any money from them and I am quite sure Eileen never had."

Linda sat very quietly a minute and then she looked at the banker.

"Mr. Worthington," she said, "the situation is slightly peculiar. My
guardian, John Gilman, is engaged to marry my sister Eileen. She is a
beautiful girl, as you no doubt recall, and he is very much in love with
her. Undoubtedly she has been able, at least recently, to manage affairs
very much in her own way. She is more than four years my senior, and has
always had charge of the household accounts and the handling of the bank
accounts. Since there is such a wide discrepancy between the returns
from the property and the expenses that these books show, I am forced to
the conclusion that there must be upon your books, or the books of some
other bank in the city, a private account in Eileen's name or in the
name of the Strong estate."

"That I can very easily ascertain," said Mr. Worthington, reaching again
toward the button on his desk. A few minutes later the report came that
there was a private account in the name of Miss Eileen Strong. Again
Linda was deeply thoughtful.

"Is there anything I can do," she inquired, "to prevent that account
from being changed or drawn out previous to my coming of age?"

Then Mr. Worthington grew thoughtful.

"Yes," he said at last. "If you are dissatisfied, if you feel that you
have reason to believe that money rightfully belonging to you is being
diverted to other channels, you have the right to issue an injunction
against the bank, ordering it not to pay out any further money on
any account nor to honor any cheques drawn by Miss Strong until the
settlement of the estate. Ask your guardian to execute and deliver such
an injunction, or merely ask him, as your guardian and the administrator
of the estate, to give the bank a written order to that effect."

"But because he is engaged to Eileen, I told him I would not bring him
into this matter," said Linda. "I told him that I would do what I wanted
done, myself."

"Well, how long is it until this coming birthday of yours?" inquired Mr.
Worthington.

"Less than two weeks," answered Linda.

For a time the financier sat in deep thought, then he looked at Linda.
It was a ke