"Oh, I guess he was all right," put in the office boy, with the freedom that seemed natural to him. "Only I guess he was dependent on his uncle for money. Maybe if it wasn't for that, he would have pitched into his uncle more than he did. But say! You said something was stolen. What was it?"
"Sixty-four thousand dollars in bonds," answered Dick.
"What! Say, boss, ain't you kiddin'?" and the boy looked incredulous.
"No, it is the truth, Bob. Somebody took a box out of that safe that contained sixty-four thousand dollars' worth of bonds."
"Great smoke! I didn't think there was that many bonds in the hull building!" cried the boy, with emphasis.
"I only expected to keep them here a few days," went on Dick. "Later on, of course, I would have placed them in a safe deposit vault."
"Say, boss! you sure don't think that I took them bonds?" cried the office boy.
"No, I don't, Bob. But somebody took them, and we've got to find them."
"Sure, we've got to find them!" cried Bob. "Say, do you want me to call the janitor? Maybe he knows something about it."
"Yes, you may call him, but don't tell him what we want him for," answered Dick.