“No, Aunt Hester.”
“Then what is the matter?” she asked anxiously.
“I have lost my place.”
“Poor boy! I am very sorry to hear it. But it might have been worse.”
“No, not very well, Aunt Hester, for Mr. Danforth thinks I have taken some of his money.”
“He is very unjust!” exclaimed Aunt Hester, indignantly, “he ought to have known better than to think you would steal.”
“Why, no,” said Paul, candidly, “I must confess the evidence was against me, and he doesn't know me as well as you do, Aunt Hester.”
“Tell me all about it, Paul.”
Aunt Hester sat down and listened attentively to our hero's story.
“How do you account for the money being found in your pocket?” she asked at length.