"But... it's so much money. I..." Irene Lynch had lived an upright life, and a windfall like this truly made her uneasy.
"Mom, nobody knows who the original owner was, or even if they're still alive. If you feel uneasy about keeping it, we can wait for the right opportunity, exchange it for cash, and donate it to a good cause."
"But we absolutely can't bring it out now," Grace Winslow said, pressing the back of her mother's hand.
Irene Lynch sighed. "I know. I'll go hide it properly in a moment. Don't worry, Mom knows the stakes."
Irene Lynch went to hide the gold bars.
Grace Winslow flipped through the rest of the books but found nothing else of value. They were just ordinary books.
She did, however, find a few letters with rather pretty stamps on them.
Grace Winslow liked how they looked, so she cut them out and tucked them between the pages of a book.
Irene Lynch returned a moment later.
She helped Grace Winslow pack the remaining books into a bag.
