Simon Moore was not over-pleased when he saw Gilbert entering the office with his employer, but he said nothing. He waited to see how the land lay.
“Mr. Moore,” said the broker, “I met Gilbert outside, and have brought him in to talk over the charge which you bring against him.”
“He has been here already,” said Moore, coldly, “and I ordered him out.”
“It appears to me that this is rather summary treatment.”
“I think I have treated him very indulgently. I might have had him arrested for theft, but I didn’t want to be too hard upon him.”
“You seem to take it for granted that he is guilty.”
“He must be. He will himself admit that the missing bill was found in his overcoat pocket; ask him, if you like, sir.”
Mr. Sands turned to Gilbert.
“It is true,” he said.
“That is all that need be said,” said the book-keeper, shrugging his shoulders.