After the robbery (3)

 

'Well?' sdked Mrs Corney impatiently.

 

'I robbed her . She was hardly dead before I stole it !'

 

'Stole what?'

 

'It! The only thing she had . It was gold. It could have saved her life!'

 

'Gold? Who was ehis mother? Tell me !'

 

'She told me to look after it when she died.' The old woman's mind was getting confused , 'She trusted me , poor girl, and I stole it .'

 

'Quick, tell me or it may be too late!' said Mrs Corney greedily. 'What was it , and what was the boy's name?'