“Ha! I scent danger to my friend, Mr. Jennings. He ought to be apprised.”
“He shall be, sir,” said Carl, firmly.
“Will you see him to-night?”
“Yes, sir; I am not only in his employ, but I live at his house.”
“That is well.”
“Perhaps I ought to go home at once.”
“No attempt will be made to rob the office till late. It is scarcely eight o’clock. I don’t know, however, but I will walk around to the house with you, and tell your employer what I know. By the way, what sort of a man is the bookkeeper?”
“I don’t know him very well, sir. He has a nephew in the office, who was transferred from the factory. I have taken his place.”
“Do you think the bookkeeper would join in a plot to rob his employer?”
“I don’t like him. To me he is always disagreeable, but I would not like to say that.”