"Do you mean to say I lie?" blustered Joshua.
"I wouldn't if I wasn't obliged to; but in my own defence I am compelled to do so."
"What could I want of the money?" demanded Joshua, with a look of virtuous indignation.
"I might as well ask the same question of myself; but that would be a poor defence. If you really want me to answer that question, I will do it."
"Go ahead, then," said Joshua. "I hope my word is better than that of a beggar living on charity."
"Joshua!" said his mother, in a tone of remonstrance.
"I think you wanted the money to buy lottery tickets with," said Walter, calmly.
Joshua turned pale, and looked thunderstruck.
"To buy lottery tickets with!" he gasped, staring at Walter in dismay.