“It is a question he has a right to ask,” said the justice, calmly.
“Did you see the keys which your father left on his desk?” asked Harry.
“No,” answered Philip, ill at ease.
“I should now like to question Colonel Ross,” said Harry.
The Colonel, with a curl of the lip, took the stand again.
“Really,” he said, “it looks as if my son and I were on trial instead of the prisoner.”
“Colonel Ross, you must be aware that I am according Harry no unusual privileges. It is as a lawyer—his own advocate—that he questions you.”
“Go on,” said the Colonel, haughtily.
“Colonel Ross,” continued Harry, “do you generally keep a list of the numbers on your bonds?”
“Of course!”