“I don’t see what reasons you have for supposing the things are not mine,” he began.
“I do not say they are not,” was the reply. “In fact, I must say you look thoroughly honest. But, as I said before, we must be careful. We cannot afford to take in things that have been stolen and then give them up to the police.”
Oliver sank down in a chair. He had but a short ten minutes to wait, but the time seemed an eternity.
He was glad to see the clerk return alone.
“It’s all right,” were his words. “The goods taken were recovered an hour ago.”
How relieved Oliver felt! He sprang to his feet.
“Please give me the pin,” he said.
The man handed it over.
“I am sorry I suspected you,” he said. “But business is business.”