“You’ll have to go with us,” said one of the officers. “This man has made a charge against you, and you will have to disprove it.”
Victor was compelled to dress hurriedly and accompany the officers to the station-house. He was questioned by the sergeant, who recognized the burglar and suspected his motive.
“What is your name?” he asked.
“Victor Wentworth.”
“Do you live in Kansas City?”
“No, sir. I have been stopping here a few days at a boarding-house, but my money gave out and I was obliged to seek a situation.”
“When did you secure it?”
“This afternoon.”
“Just what I told you,” said the burglar. “It was all fixed that John should sleep there and open the window for me.”