"Say! what you tryin' to get at, young lady?" snorted the druggist. "Don't you s'pose I knew what I was about last night? I hadn't been down to Lem Parraday's."
"Some of you didn't know what you were about this morning, or the coins never would have been lost," said Frank Bowman significantly.
"That's easy enough to say," complained the committeeman. "It's easy enough to blame us——"
"And it seems to be easy for you men to blame Mr. Haley," Janice interrupted indignantly.
"Well!"
"I'd like to know," continued the girl, "if there was not somebody around here who saw Mr. Hobart bring the coins in here and leave them with you."
"What if there was?" demanded Mr. Massey with sudden asperity. "The coins were not stolen from this shop—make up your mind on that score, Miss Janice."
"But if some evilly disposed person had seen them in your possession, he might have planned to do exactly what was afterward done."
"What's that?" demanded the druggist.
"Planned to get into the schoolhouse, wait till you brought the coins there, and then steal them."