"You don't mean to say you have carried it
to my house?" he exclaimed, in dismay.
"Yes, I do. I had no further use for it,
and thought you had the best claim to it."
"But, good heavens! if it is found there I
shall be suspected."
"Very probably," answered Stark, coolly.
"Take my advice and put it out of the way."
"How could you be so inconsiderate?"
"Because I suspected you of playing me a trick."
"I swear to you, I didn't."
"Then somebody has tricked both of us. Has Mr. Jennings
discovered the disappearance of the box?"
"Yes, I told him."
"When?"
"When he came to the office."
"What did he say?"
"He took the matter coolly. He didn't say much."
"Where is he?"
"Gone to Winchester on business."
"Look here! Do you think he suspects you?"
"I am quite sure not. That is why I told
him about the robbery."
"He might suspect me."
"He said nothing about suspecting anybody."
"Do you think he removed the bonds and substituted paper?"
"I don't think so."
"If this were the case we should both be in
a serious plight. I think I had better get out
of town. You will have to lend me ten dollars."
"I don't see how I can, Stark."
"You must!" said Stark, sternly, "or I will
reveal the whole thing. Remember, the box
is on your premises."
"Heavens! what a quandary I am in," said
the bookkeeper, miserably. "That must be
attended to at once. Why couldn't you put it
anywhere else?"
"I told you that I wanted to be revenged upon you."
"I wish you had never come to Milford,"
groaned the bookkeeper.
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