“Vere did you got it?” asked Mr. Moses with a cunning look.
“A man—” began Larry, and then he hesitated. He did not know what might come from the affair, and he thought it might be better to keep quiet about it for a while.
“Yes—yes!” exclaimed Mr. Moses eagerly.
“A man gave it to her,” replied Larry, and then he went out of the pawnshop quickly to prevent the proprietor asking any more questions.
CHAPTER XXIV
A QUEER CAPTURE
Many thoughts occupied Larry’s mind. For some time he had been suspicious of the men on the floor below him. That they were up to no good seemed evident, yet he felt that it was wrong to say, without more proof, that they were up to something bad. They were seldom seen in the daytime, and, though they moved about rather lively at night, Larry could see nothing through the crack that he could say was criminal, or that would bring the men under the law.
Now, however, that the pawnbroker had told him the money one of the men had given Mrs. Dexter was bad, Larry began to have new suspicions.
They were hardly definite enough to warrant his speaking to anyone concerning them, so he resolved to keep a closer watch.
“Maybe they have friends who make counterfeit money,” thought Larry, “and they are trying to dispose of it for them. Maybe—” then he stopped in his train of thought suddenly.