What he meant had to be explained, and then we all went to the banker's office. My uncle's account was found to be as he had stated, and about ten minutes later my bond was signed and I was at liberty to go where I pleased until called upon to appear.
Mr. Aaron Woodward and John Stumpy apparently did not relish the turn affairs had taken. But I paid no attention to them, and the business over, I hurried off with my sister and my newly arrived uncle.
"Did you find the statement?" I asked of Kate, as soon as we were out of hearing of the crowd.
"No, Roger, I looked and looked, but it wasn't anywhere, either at the tool house or on the way to Judge Penfold's."
"Have you heard from Mrs. Canby yet?"
"Yes, she is coming home."
"Does she blame me for what has happened?"
"She doesn't say."
"Never mind, Roger. We'll stick up for you," put in Uncle Enos, kindly.
I was considerably disturbed. What if Mrs. Canby should consider me at fault?