"You knew this?"
"Certainly. I took the last gold piece myself. Having no occasion for the jar, I left it there. You are certainly very kind to take so much interest in the safety of my property, but it is needless. I am still able to take care of what money I have left."
Lyman's face fell. He began to suspect that this was only too true.
CHAPTER XX.
HOW LYMAN SUCCEEDED.
"I am afraid you misjudge me, Uncle Anthony," said Lyman, after a pause, during which he reflected that his best course was, if possible, to make a favorable impression upon the relative who might be in possession of considerable property. "I am afraid that you are prejudiced against me."
"You must admit that I have reason," said his uncle, dryly.
"It is true," replied Lyman, with an engaging frankness; "I did not treat you well in California."
"I should say not. You disappeared, carrying away two thousand dollars, leaving me penniless."
"Of course I was wrong. Still you had the claim, out of which you made a good deal more within a short time."