“Is that letter from Hector?” asked Guy, who had noticed the postmark as it lay upon his father’s table.
“Yes,” answered Allan Roscoe.
“Does he try to explain his theft?” asked Guy.
“He says he had nothing to do with it.”
“Oh, of course!” sneered Guy. “You don’t believe it, do you?”
“He sends a statement of two of the pupils to the effect that the wallet was taken by another pupil, a nephew of the principal.”
“That’s too thin!”
“I don’t know. It may be true. I don’t like the boy, but I hardly think it probable he would steal.”
“You think better of him than I do. I suppose he wants to get into your good graces again?”
“No; he says he shall leave school at the end of this week, and will not again look to me for support.”