"That is not very likely. Clip, I don't want to suspect you of dishonesty, but it looks very much as if you had been stealing."
"No, I haven't, Massa Bob," asserted Clip, stoutly.
"Do you still tell me that you found all this money?"
Clip began to find himself involved in the intricacies of his lie, and his courage gave out.
"No, Massa Bob. Don't you get mad with me, and I'll tell you the trufe."
"A gemman gave it to me."
"A gentleman gave you this money. What did he give it to you for?"
"He—he wanted to go down de ribber," stammered Clip.
"Wanted to go down the river? Suppose he did," said Bob, not yet understanding; "why should he give you money?"