MR. JONES IS EXCITED.
The astonishment and wrath of Mr. Jones were almost ludicrous as he stared at the lawyer, who, cool and composed, reiterated his threat.
"I never heard of such a thing!" he gasped. "You take my own money from me?"
"It remains to be proved whether it is your own money. The boy says it is his."
"The boy lies."
"Really, Mr. Jones, I cannot allow you to make such charges against my client, unless you are ready to substantiate them by proof."
"It stands to reason," began Mr. Jones, but the young lawyer interrupted him.
"Nothing stands to reason that you can't prove," he said. "We will give you an opportunity to prove your ownership of the bill to-morrow in court. Now hand the bill to officer Drake."
Very much against his will, Mr. Jones felt compelled to do this.
"Isn't the boy going to be arrested?" he demanded, with an ugly look at Bert.