"How did she know my name?"
"She did not mention your name. She said that it was a boy she bought it of, and of course that can only be you."
"There is some mistake about this, Mr. Drummond. She has made a mistake. She must have bought it somewhere else."
"She would not be likely to make such a mistake as this. Besides, the shawl is like others I have.[Pg 176] How do you account for that?" queried1 Mr. Drummond, triumphantly2.
"I don't pretend to account for it, and don't feel called upon to do so. All I have got to say is, that I did not sell the shawl, nor pocket the money."
"I shouldn't be surprised if you had the money about you at this very moment."
"You are mistaken," said Walter, firmly.
"Show me your pocket-book."
"My pocket-book is my own property."
"I am willing to show it to Mr. Nichols," said Walter.
He took it from his pocket, and handed it to Nichols, who took it rather unwillingly4.
"Open that pocket-book, Mr. Nichols, and show me what is in it."
"Shall I do so, Walter?" asked Nichols.
"Yes, Mr. Nichols. There is nothing in it that I am ashamed of."
Nichols opened the pocket-book and took out three bills.
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"What are those bills, Mr. Nichols?" asked his employer.
"There is a one, here is a two, and here is—" Nichols hesitated and looked disturbed—"here is a five."
Mr. Drummond's mean face was radiant with exultation5.
"I told you so. I think we need no further proof. The stolen money has been found in Conrad's possession, and his falsehood and dishonesty are clearly proved. Hand me that five."
"Stop a minute, Mr. Drummond," said Walter, coolly. "You are altogether too much in a hurry. You have proved nothing whatever. That five-dollar bill I brought from home with me, and I have kept it ever since, having no occasion to spend it."
"Do you think I will believe any such story?" asked his employer, with a sneer6. "That is very plausible7, Conrad, but very improbable. I have no doubt whatever that the bill is the same one which was paid you for the shawl."
"That remains9 to be seen. Mr. Nichols, I will[Pg 178] relieve you of that pocket-book. As the shawl should have been sold for ten dollars, the entire contents will not be sufficient to pay for the loss I have sustained."
"Mr. Nichols," said Walter, "I forbid your giving that pocket-book to Mr. Drummond. He has no claim to it whatever. You may give it to me."
"I forbid you giving it to Conrad," broke in his employer.
"You know that it belongs to me, Mr. Nichols," said Walter.
"I—I think I had better lay it down on the counter," said Nichols, by the way of compromise.
Walter, who was on the outside, sprang to the counter, and seized it just in time to prevent Mr. Drummond's obtaining it. The latter was very angry at his want of success, and exclaimed violently, "Walter Conrad, give me that pocket-book instantly."
Walter, who had put it in an inside pocket of his coat, coolly buttoned the coat and answered, "If[Pg 179] you had any claim to it, Mr. Drummond, you would not have to speak twice; but as it is mine, I prefer to keep it."
Mr. Drummond, though he had an irritable11, aggravating12 temper, was not one to proceed to violence on ordinary occasions. But just now he was thoroughly13 provoked, and showed it. He sprang over the counter with an agility14 worthy15 of his youth, and advanced threateningly upon Walter.
"Walter Conrad," he exclaimed furiously, "how dare you defy me in this outrageous16 manner? Do you know that I can have you arrested; but in consideration of your being a relation, I may be induced to spare you the penalty of the law if you will give me what money you have towards making up my loss."
"So I would, if the loss had come through me. But I have already told you that this is not the case. I know nothing whatever about the shawl."
"And this," said Mr. Drummond, folding his arms, "this is the viper17 that I have warmed in my bosom18. This is the friendless orphan19 that I admitted beneath my roof, and made a companion of[Pg 180] my son. This is the ungrateful serpent who has crept into my confidence, and abused it!"
Mr. Drummond was an orator20 on a small scale, and the pleasure of giving utterance21 to this scathing22 denunciation caused him to delay his intention to obtain possession of the pocket-book by violence.
Walter ought to have been withered23 by this outburst of righteous anger, but he wasn't. He stood it very well, and did not seem in the least affected24.
"Behold25 his hardened effrontery26, Mr. Nichols," pursued Mr. Drummond, unfolding his arms, and pointing at our hero with quivering fore-finger. "I could not have believed that a boy of his years could be so brazen27."
"Mr. Drummond," said Walter, "I am sustained by a consciousness of my innocence28, and therefore what you say has no effect upon me. It doesn't seem to be very just to convict me without evidence, and sentence me without trial."
"Will you give up that pocket-book?" demanded Mr. Drummond, furiously, having indulged in his little flight of oratory29, and being now ready to proceed to business.
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"No, sir, I will not," returned Walter, looking him firmly in the face.
Mr. Drummond made a dash for him, but Walter was used to dodging30, and, eluding31 his grasp, ran behind the counter.
"Mr. Nichols, help me to catch him," said Mr. Drummond, quite red in the face.
But Nichols did not show any great readiness to obey. He let Walter pass him, and did not make the least effort to retain him.
Mr. Drummond was making ready to jump over the counter, when Nichols, to his great relief, observed the ladies, already referred to, coming up the steps from the street.
"Mr. Drummond, the ladies have returned," he said hastily.
"Aha!" said his employer, with exultation. "Now we will be able to prove your guilt, you young rascal32! Here is the lady who bought the shawl of you."
Mrs. Blake and her friend, Mrs. Spicer, here entered the store.
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Mr. Drummond went forward to meet them. His face was flushed, but he tried to look composed.
"I am glad to see you back, ladies," he said. "You told me that you bought your shawl of a boy?" turning to Mrs. Blake.
"Yes, sir."
"Come forward, Conrad," said Mr. Drummond, a malignant33 smile overspreading his face. "Perhaps you will deny now, to this lady's face, that you sold her the shawl she has on."
"I certainly do," said Walter. "I never, to my knowledge, saw the lady before, and I know that I did not sell her the shawl."
"What do you think of that, Mr. Nichols?" said Mr. Drummond. "Did you ever witness such unblushing falsehood?"
But here a shell was thrown into Mr. Drummond's camp, and by Mrs. Blake herself.
Mrs. Blake repeated her statement.
"Didn't you say you bought the shawl of the[Pg 183] boy?" asked Mr. Drummond, with a sickly hue36 of disappointment overspreading his face.
"Yes, but it was not that boy."
"That is the only boy I have in my employment."
"Come to think of it, I believe it was your son," said Mrs. Blake. "Isn't he a little older than this boy?"
"My son,—Joshua!" exclaimed Mr. Drummond.
"Yes, I think it must be he. He's got rather an old-looking face, with freckles37 and reddish hair; isn't so good-looking as this boy."
"Joshua!" repeated Mr. Drummond, bewildered. "He doesn't tend in the store."
"It was about dinner-time," said Mrs. Blake. "He was the only one here."
"Do you know anything about this, Mr. Nichols?" asked Mr. Drummond, turning to his head clerk.
Light had dawned upon Nichols. He remembered now Joshua's offer to take his place, and he felt sure in his own mind who was the guilty party.
"Yes, Mr. Drummond," he answered; "about a fortnight ago, as Walter was rather late in getting[Pg 184] back, Joshua offered to stay in the store for a while. He must have sold the shawl, but he must have guessed at the price."
"A mistake has been made," said Mr. Drummond, hurriedly, to the ladies,—"a mistake that you have profited by. I shall not be able to sell you another shawl for less than ten dollars."
The ladies went out, and Mr. Drummond and his two clerks were left alone.
"Mr. Drummond," said Walter, quietly, "after what has happened, you will not be surprised if I decline to remain in your employ. I shall take the afternoon train to Willoughby."
He walked out of the store, and crossed the street to Mr. Drummond's house.
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