“You returned it too late all the same.”
“Well, I am very sorry, and am willing to make a full explanation of that affair to your uncle, taking the blame so far as possible upon myself. But, Ben, you know I never took that money.”
“I don’t know any thing about the money except that it was in the safe that night. You took the key away and when the safe was next opened it was gone.”
“Is that the story you are going to swear to to-morrow?”
“I shall swear to the facts,” answered Ben, evasively.
“And supposing your testimony sends me to prison for a crime you know I never committed?”
“I shall be very sorry, of course, to see an old classmate in such a fix; but I don’t know what I can do to help it. The law must take its course.”
“You will live to regret this, Ben. Take my advice: straighten this matter out while there is yet time and before it goes any further,” said Myles, earnestly.
“I think the chances are that the regrets will be on your side rather than on mine, and as for your advice, Mr. Reporter, I have not asked it, nor do I want it,” replied Ben, roughly.