Varrell laughed aloud. “And he thinks some rich friend probably gave Bosworth his clothes. I know better. I saw the box in which his last suit came at the express office, and it was from one of the most expensive tailors in Boston. It arrived two days after the safe was broken into, and he paid the bill in cash. What does that suggest to you?”
“Why, that as a deserving poor student he is a fraud.”
“Anything else?”
“No.”
“Supposing I add that the clothes were ordered three weeks ago, before Tommy very unexpectedly cleaned him out.”
Dick still looked puzzled.
“And when Tommy was through with him, he had this suit coming, and probably other bills too, and no money to pay them with, unless he could get some suddenly.”
Melvin stopped and looked blankly at his companion. “Do you really mean that you think Bosworth broke into the safe?”
Varrell nodded.
“What an insane idea! How could he do it?”