"I don't like to think so myself," rejoined Loammi, "but some one must have taken it."
"You say that Scott has a five-dollar bill?" said his mother, doubtfully.
"Yes, I saw it."
"When did you see it?"
"This evening. I was surprised, for I knew he was poor."
Mrs. Little began to think that Scott might have yielded to sudden temptation.
"Won't you call Scott?" she said. "He is in his room."
Loammi obeyed with alacrity.
He knocked at Scott's door, and it was opened to him.
"Scott," he said, "ma wants to see you. Can you come downstairs?"