CHAPTER XXIX — MR. COLEMAN IS FOILED IN HIS ATTEMPT
Luke looked from Coleman to the clerk in some surprise. He saw from their looks that they were discussing some matter which concerned him.
"You left some money in my charge yesterday, Mr. Larkin," said the clerk.
"Yes."
"Your friend here claims it. Am I to give it to him?"
Luke's eyes lighted up indignantly.
"What does this mean, Mr. Coleman?" he demanded, sternly.
"It means," answered Coleman, throwing off the mask, "that the money is mine, and that you have no right to it."
If Luke had not witnessed Coleman's search of his pockets during the night, he would have been very much astonished at this brazen statement. As it was, he had already come to the conclusion that his railroad acquaintance was a sharper.
"I will trouble you to prove your claim to it," said Luke, not at all disturbed by Coleman's impudent assertion.