"What, Massa Bob?" returned Clip, innocently.
"Is this gold piece yours?"
Clip started, and, if he had been white, would have turned pale.
"I reckon it is, Massa Bob," he answered, with hesitation.
"Where did it come from?"
"From my pocket," he answered.
"But how did it come into your pocket, Clip?"
"Look here, Clip," said Bob, sternly. "You are evading the question."
"What's dat, Massa Bob?"