"But you knew that the lumber of these invoices was not entered on the lumber book."
"Mr. Whippleton said he did not recognize the lumber book, and told me not to say anything to Mr. Faxon about them," I pleaded. "He was my employer, and I had to do what he ordered me to do."
"I'm your employer as much as he," protested the senior.
"That's very true, sir; but I never talked with you about the books or the business. You hardly ever spoke to me, sir."
"What has that to do with it, Mr. Philips?" demanded he, sternly.
"I did not feel at liberty to speak to you about your partner. Besides, sir, I hoped it would all come out right."
"You had no business to hope anything at all about it."
"I have done the best I knew how, sir. As you seem to be dissatisfied with me, I don't wish to have anything more to do with the matter. I told Mr. Whippleton I wanted to leave this morning. I am ready to go now."
"Go! Do you want to leave me now, when everything is in confusion?"
"Yes, sir; I want to leave if you are not satisfied."