“Of course. And who put the money in your pocket, Lem?”
“None of your—I mean, I won't say.”
“Did you?” Henrietta urged. “Did you put it in?”
“I won't say.”
“But, listen to me, Lem. Somebody stole some of Miss Susan's money—”
“I know. He did it,” Lem said. “Freeman Todder did it.”
“But never mind that now. Miss Susan does n't know that. Did Freeman, here, put the money in your pocket?”
“I won't say. I tell you I won't say. Nobody can get me to say.”
“Lem,” said Henrietta seriously, “you don't understand what all this means. I'm trying to help you. If Miss Susan keeps on thinking you stole her money she will send you away. She'll send you to jail and to reform school and you'll be sad and unhappy all your life. I want you to be happy—”
“I 'll bust out of jail if she sends me, drat her old hide!” Lem declared.