"He is a swindler; one of the kind that can tell a good story in order to get your money."
"Who is a swindler?" demanded Harry Bray.
"Our employer," cried Nat. "He has run away with our money."
"Has Mr. Dart run away?" asked the sick man, nervously.
"Yes."
"Oh! And to think I borrowed that money from my poor sister!" came with a cry of anguish, and then the sick man sank on the hallway stairs, thoroughly overcome.
CHAPTER XIV
NAT OBTAINS ANOTHER SITUATION
"How is it that you know so much about this man?" asked Nat, after he had collected his thoughts.