"Then supposing we make it a poor-house beggar," returned Hardwick, with a short laugh.
Hal turned red. The shot was a cruel one.
"Hush! Hardwick," cried Mr. Sumner. "There is no necessity for such language."
The broker turned to Hal.
"You just made a strange statement, Carson," he said. "How do you know Mr. Hardwick contemplated robbing the safe?"
"Because I do."
"That is no answer."
"I overheard him and Mr. Allen talking about the bonds being in the safe."
"When?"
"The evening I came to New York."