“You are not?”
“No, sir.”
“Did you balance your cash to-day?”
“I did, sir; and at half-past two it was all right.”
“You put a bold face on the matter.”
“Certainly I do, sir. I am innocent of the charge, and I can afford to speak the truth.”
“Nevertheless, your cash is short.”
“It was not short at half-past two to-day,” I replied, glancing at my uncle.
He was uneasy, and did not confront me when I gazed at him.