"I do," replied Ferris.
Saunders advanced toward Hal.
"Were you in my room this morning after I left?" he asked, sharply.
"Me?" returned Hal, with a start. "No."
"Dick says you were, and he thinks you are the thief," continued Saunders.
CHAPTER XI.
FOR AND AGAINST.
Saunders was excited or he would not have spoken so hastily or so bluntly.
Hal grew very pale, and clenched his hands.