Inspector Kelly And The Family Fortune

Inspector Kelly sat down upon a sofa in the drawing room of the parental home of his Nephew Godfrey who was standing opposite with his young wife Ethel and after listening to their predicament said,
"So let me get this straight. My brother George, when he died, instead of leaving his money to you and your two sisters, Anabelle and Lillith hid it somewhere in the family mansion and only left a clue to where it might be hidden?".
"Thats right", said Godfrey, "Well you know how our father was, Uncle. He never believed in giving anything away for free, not even to his own flesh and blood".
"Yes", said Kelly, remembering how bullying and competitive his older brother had been during their childhood days, "Not to speak ill of the dead but George was never what you would call soft hearted".
"Exactly", said Godfrey, "And you know it wouldn't even matter to me and Ethel if she didn't have a third child on the way and I weren't in such dire financial curcumstances but we really could use that money, uncle".
"As I'm sure your two sisters could", said Kelly.
"Oh but we fully intend to share the money with them uncle", said Godfrey.
"I should hope so", said Kelly.
"Well yes and, anyway, as I mentioned earlier, I'm always telling Ethel what a great detective my uncle is. Inspector Kelly of Scotland Yard", continued his nephew.
"I see and you want me to use my great detecting brain to help you find where my brother hid his money, is that it?", asked Kelly.
"Exactly so, uncle", said Godfrey.
"But don't you think thats a little like cheating", asked Kelly.
"Perhaps", said Godfrey, "Though theres nothing in the rules set down by my father in his will against it. "Whoever finds the money gets to keep it" was all he said. Nothing about not taking outside help".
"Alright then", said Kelly with an audible sigh, "Well I do have a lot of police work to take care of but I don't suppose this will take up too much time. You mentioned that my brother left you a clue".
"Yes", said Godfrey.
"Well what was it?", asked Kelly.
"Oh my father said that the money was hidden "Where the heart is"', said Godfrey.
"Where the heart is?", asked Kelly, "Were those the exact words of the clue? Nothing more?".
"No", said Godfrey, "Those are his words exactly as they are written in his will, "The money is hidden where the heart is".
"I see", said Kelly, rubbing his chin, "An oddly sentimental sort of clue, I think, coming from my late brother. He was never keen upon sentiment".
"No, exactly", said Godfrey, "And I cannot think what it can mean apart from the old adage "Home is where the heart is". Thats why we think it must be hidden somewhere in the mansion. What do you think inspector?".
"Perhaps", said Kelly, "But as I said, it seems rather out of character for my brother to think about hearts, let alone where they should be. No, my brother would have meant something else; something practical and non-sentimental. Where else does one find hearts?"
"In a deck of cards, maybe", asked Godfrey, "My father was very fond of playing whist".
"Yes but I hardly think your father would have been able to hide his fortune in a deck of cards", said Kelly, "Although you raise a valid point. If you want to understand a reference, it helps know what a mans interests were; his hobbies. What else did your father like doing apart from playing at cards?".
"Well, he liked cars and cigars and...", thought Godfrey.
"And hunting", said Ethel, speaking up at last after standing silently and thoughtfully, listening for a long time, "I remember that Mr Kelly, Godfreys father said that he liked hunting. He was always using hunting metaphors, like when I and Godfrey were first engaged, he congratulated my husband upon 'bagging' a beauty".
"I hardly think that can have anything to do with it", said Godfrey, slightly annoyed, "I've already told you my father meant nothing disrespectful by it".
"No", said Kelly, looking up and turning his gaze rapidly about the room, "That might well have a great deal to do with it. Infact that might be a very important clue".
Then, suddenly, seizing hold of his walking stick, Kelly strode across the drawing room to the wall at the opposite end and reaching up with his walking stick, he hooked it around one of the antlers of a stags head that was mounted on a plaque above the fireplace, then seizing the stick with both hands he gave it a swift tug.
The stags head fell down from the wall onto a large persian rug and, behind it, clearly visible, was a locked wall safe.
"Thats remarkable", said Godfrey, running over and seeing the safe, "But how did you know?".
"Oh, its a simple play on words", said Kelly, "Where the heart is. Take out the letter 'e' and you get Hart, an archaic word for deer or more specifically Stag".
"I don't know how to thank you", said Godfrey.
"Oh, don't mention it", said Kelly, "Its the least I could do, especially considering that I haven't always been the best of brothers or uncles".
"And to think I thought it meant 'home'", said Godfrey, looking astonished.
But then Kelly said that he ought to be getting home or atleast back to where his heart was.
"Where is that, Uncle?", asked Godfrey.
"Oh buried at the bottom of some files in my office at Scotland Yard, I suppose", said Kelly.
"It sounds like you have a very lonely life", said Ethel from behind him.
Inspector Kelly turned round to face her, "It is. But just like a marriage, I suppose, you stick with it because you love it".