"Why—why—you—you——" he stammered.
"Are you sure the safe contained six thousand dollars?" I went on.
"Of course I am! Didn't Mr. Grinder give me the money only the afternoon before?"
"And you are sure you placed it in the safe?"
"See here, boy; one would suppose I was the one who had committed the crime."
"And why not you as much as me?" I asked, as coolly as I could.
"Do you mean that I didn't place the money in the safe?" he demanded.
"That's just what I do mean."
"You young rascal——"
"Hold up, Uncle Felix, I——"