“O yes, I could swear to the lot. But wait a moment; we will go into the Treasury.”
And into the Treasury (as theatrical managers call the room occupied by the cashier of the establishment) they went.
“You paid me a balance of petty receipts and other things yesterday with the balance of the receipts of the night before.”
“Yes,” said the treasurer, “twenty pounds.”
“Did you pay me in these notes?”
“I think so; I am not quite sure.”
“Where did you get them?” asked the detective.
“From the bank. I changed your cheque for £30, for the purpose of paying a poor-rate when you were away at Severntown,” said the treasurer.
The detective extended his inquiries to the bank. A cheque had been cashed as described; but it had been paid in gold. The two notes in question had not passed through this bank.
Bales went back to the music-hall treasury.