"You said your grandmother left it to you; but I don't believe it."
"I can't help what you believe. Just hand it over."
"I have a strong suspicion, my young friend, that it is stolen."
"It's a lie!" said Sam, angrily.
"I'm not sure about that. I think I'll call a policeman."
Here Henry Martin interfered.
"Did you think it was stolen when you advanced money on it?" he asked.
"Yes, I did," said the pawnbroker. "Your friend's story was too thin."
"Then," said Henry, quietly, "you've got yourself into trouble. You can be arrested for receiving stolen goods."
The pawnbroker turned pale. He knew very well that he was in a dilemma.