"Get through your
dinner first. The Chota Rani must have kept it herself, seeing
how absent-minded you are getting."
I was, however, greatly disturbed. It was never Bimal's habit to
take any key of mine without telling me about it. Bimal was not
present at my meal-time that day: she was busy feasting Amulya in
her own room. My sister-in-law wanted to send for her, but I
asked her not to do so.
I had just finished my dinner when Bimal came in. I would have
preferred not to discuss the matter of the key in the Bara Rani's
presence, but as soon as she saw Bimal, she asked her: "Do you
know, dear, where the key of the safe is?"
"I have it," was the reply.
"Didn't I say so!" exclaimed my sister-in-law triumphantly.
"Our Chota Rani pretends not to care about these robberies, but
she takes precautions on the sly, all the same."
The look on Bimal's face made my mind misgive me. "Let the key
be, now," I said. "I will take out that money in the evening."
"There you go again, putting it off," said the Bara Rani. "Why
not take it out and send it to the treasury while you have it in
mind?"
"I have taken it out already," said Bimal.
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