“Of course.”
Harry turned to the constable.
“Mr. Rogers,” he said, “have you the bonds which were found at our house?”
“Yes,” answered the constable.
“Will you hand them to Squire Davis, and ask him to read off the numbers?”
“You will do as Harry requests you,” said the justice.
The constable placed the envelope in his hands, and Justice Davis, opening it, drew out three bonds.
“I find two one-hundred-dollar bonds,” he said, “and one fifty-dollar bond.”
“The two hundred-dollar bonds are mine,” said Colonel Ross.
“That is, you claim them,” said the justice, cautiously. “I will read the numbers.