“Are you to remain in the office?” he said.
“Yes, I suppose so.”
“After what you have done?”
“What have I done, Mr. Ford?” asked Grant, eyeing the young man, steadily.
“I don't think you need to have me tell you,” he said, with a sneer. “I don't think Mr. Reynolds is very prudent to employ a boy convicted of dishonesty.”
“Do you believe me guilty, Mr. Ford?” asked our hero, calmly.
“The evidence against you is overwhelming. My mother ought to have you arrested.”
“The person who stole the bonds may be arrested.”
“What do you mean?” asked Willis Ford, flushing, and looking disconcerted.
“I mean that I have no concern in the matter. Shall I go to the post-office?”