“You don’t mean it?” exclaimed Gibbon, in dismay.
“Yes, I do. I didn’t open it till this morning, and in place of government bonds, I found only folded slips of newspaper.”
By this time Gibbon was suspicious. Having no confidence in Stark, it occurred to him that it was a ruse to deprive him of his share of the bonds.
“I don’t believe you,” he said. “You want to keep all the bonds for yourself, and cheat me out of my share.”
“I wish to Heaven you were right. If there had been any bonds, I would have acted on the square. But somebody had removed them, and substituted paper. I suspected you.”
“I am ready to swear that this has happened without my knowledge,” said Gibbon, earnestly.
“How, then, could it have occurred?” asked Stark.
“I don’t know, upon my honor. Where is the box?”
“I—have disposed of it.”
“You should have waited and opened it before me.”