He smiled a little before he answered. "I am afraid I can find them all too easily for your purposes"; and then added, "come with me now if you have the time and I will show you how we sometimes accomplish our ends by playing a bluff game." "Where are you going," I asked. He replied, "To Belle Stanton's for the missing bills," and hailing an uptown car, boarded it, I getting on after him. Indeed, I thought, if this man's expectations prove true and he traces the money to that house, our first service will have proved of a kind Winters could better have dispensed with. Perhaps we would be unsuccessful, though, and then on the other hand we would have accomplished something worth while. When we reached our destination, Miles rang the bell and the door was opened by the landlady herself. She evidently recognized us and looked none too agreeably surprised, but asked us into the big bare parlor, quite politely. I took a seat, but the detective, declining her invitation, turned to her very quickly, and said: "Mrs. Bunce, we find there were three fifty-dollar bills in the pocket of Mr. White's ulster when it was left here the night of his death and we need them, so I came around to ask you to get them for us." "Do you mean to say," she answered in an indignant tone, "that you think I took them?" "No," he said, "I know of course that you did not, but they were taken, or possibly lost, out of the pocket somewhere in this house, and I want to find them." "They were neither lost nor taken in this house," she answered shortly, and my hopes rose as I began to feel more confident that Miles was mistaken. The detective, however, showed no signs of discouragement, but continued in the same urbane tone: "You think they were not, madam, I am sure; but we know they were. You have a maid-servant here," he went on; "please send for her." "What for?" Mrs. Bunce asked with some symptoms of alarm, I thought. "Do you wish to question her?" "No," Miles answered. "She took the bills and I must arrest her." Mrs. Bunce hesitated for awhile and seemed uncertain of her course, but at last said: "I don't want anybody arrested in my house--it will hurt its reputation, you know--and if you will wait I will see her about it myself." "Very well, we will wait, but you must tell her to give up the bills, as otherwise we must arrest her. This is a very serious matter. You can say to her," he continued, "that if we get the bills there will be no more trouble about it." The woman left us and was gone for about five minutes, during which Miles said to me that she would bring back the money with her. I was not so sure of it and said nothing, but when she returned she handed him three fifty-dollar bills, saying: "You were right, she did have the money, the hussy; and here it is." "Thank you," said Miles; "were they found in the pocket of the ulster, do you know?" "Yes, the outside pocket," she answered. Miles looked at her severely.