"Yes."
"I—I came to put the office in disorder so that you would catch it," he faltered. "I tore up some paper and spilt the ink, but I didn't go near the safe."
"It was a mighty small revenge," was my reply.
"I—I—know it. But you stole the money," he continued triumphantly.
"I did not; and you will have a job to prove it."
"We'll do it, never fear. Won't we, pop?"
"I think we will, Augustus. But I fear Luke is in a very unhappy frame of mind. He doesn't seem to realize the enormity of his crime."
"He will when he's behind the bars."
"I trust so."
"I will never realize what I am not guilty of. What are you going to do with me next?"