“Mr. Redwood, you have heard the request of Ropes, I will look to you to comply with it.”
“Very well, sir.”
The merchant turned back to his letters, and Rodney left the office, with what feelings of sorrow and humiliation may be imagined.
“I am sorry for this occurrence, Ropes,” said Mr. Redwood, with a touch of sympathy in his voice.
“Do you believe me guilty, Mr. Redwood?”
“I cannot do otherwise. I hope you are innocent, and, if so, that the really guilty party will be discovered sooner or later.”
“Thank you, sir.”
When they entered the room in which Rodney had been employed Jasper came up, his face alive with curiosity.
“Well,” he said, “how did you come out?”
“I am discharged,” said Rodney bitterly.