"You are afraid to show it. Observe that, Mr. Nichols. Does not that look like guilt?"
"I am willing to show it to Mr. Nichols," said Walter.
He took it from his pocket, and handed it to Nichols, who took it rather unwillingly.
"Open that pocket-book, Mr. Nichols, and show me what is in it."
"Shall I do so, Walter?" asked Nichols.
"Yes, Mr. Nichols. There is nothing in it that I am ashamed of."
Nichols opened the pocket-book and took out three bills.
"What are those bills, Mr. Nichols?" asked his employer.
"There is a one, here is a two, and here is—" Nichols hesitated and looked disturbed—"here is a five."