"Why, what—what do you want?" asked Richard, with a rising color.
"We want you to give an account of yourself," was the reply. "Where did you get that valise?"
CHAPTER VII.
THE END OF THE JOURNEY.
Despite the knowledge that he was doing no wrong, Richard's heart sank when he heard the railroad official call him back.
He did not think how easy it might be to prove himself innocent of all wrong-doing. It was bad enough to be suspected. Besides, he had not been the only one to hear the harsh words that had been spoken, and in a moment a crowd had collected.
"I was in the wreck, and this valise belongs to a friend of mine," replied Richard, as soon as he could collect his thoughts.
"What is your name?" asked the official who still held him by the arm.
Richard told him.
"And who was your friend?"