"He says if you don't come back he'll have you arrested for stealing money from him. You mustn't be mad with me. That's what he told me to say."
"I don't blame you," said Frank, hotly; "but you can tell him that he is a liar."
"Oh, I wouldn't dare to tell him that; he would beat me."
"How can he do that, when he can't see where you are?"
"I don't know how it is, but he can go right up to where you are just as well as if he could see."
"So he can. He's a humbug and a fraud. His eyes may not be very good, but he can see for all that. He pretends to be blind so as to make money."
"That's what mother and I think," said the girl. "So you won't come back?"
"Not much. He can hire some other boy, and starve him. He won't get me."
"Aint you afraid he'll have you arrested for stealing?" asked the girl.
"If he tries that I'll expose him for wanting me to pass a counterfeit note. I never took a cent from him."