"Stop there! That is no answer."
"It seems to me you're mighty particular," retorted the grocer sharply.
"My young client's interests require it. Now for your answer."
"Well, there wasn't any other twenty-dollar bill around."
"How do you know! Young Barton says he brought the bill from home."
"He says so!" repeated Mr. Jones, with a suggestive sneer.
"Upon that point I propose to call a witness who will corroborate his statement. Mrs. Barton!"
The widow Barton came forward, pale and anxious, and was sworn. She was regarded with sympathy by all present except the grocer and the acting judge. After one or two unimportant questions, Mr. Conway asked: "When your son went to the grocery store, did he take any money with him?"
"Yes, sir."
"How much?"