"Got one for me?"
"Of course not; what makes you talk such nonsense?"
"I heard that Bill was goin' to be 'rested, 'cause he'd tried to help Sam, an' seem's he's a mate of mine I didn't know but you'd planned to pull in the whole family."
"But now be honest, an' admit that the case looks pretty black for the two boys."
"That's all nonsense. Sam lost the money, an' it was the fault of the company, not his."
"How do you make that out?"
"Easy enough. They'd no business to send him with so much stuff. It was the cashier's duty, an' that's what makes him so sore, 'cause Mr. Wright's bound to blame such slip-shod ways of shirkin' work."
"Allowin' you're right, it don't help Sam Thorpe's case any."
"We'll see about it before the world's many days older. I ain't quite a fool, an' when I get through your precious cashier will feel sick."
After this threat Joe refused to indulge in further conversation, and the constable left him to seek more agreeable company.