"Did you take this from Mr. Lynch?" asked the officer, as the pocket-book was handed to him.
"I did not."
"His son did," said Lynch, with a sneer.
"What do you mean by his son?" demanded Mr. Gray, with a smile.
"He told me the boy was his son."
"When did he tell you so?" asked the sergeant, quietly.
"After he had knocked me down," replied Lynch, wincing under the question, which was evidently put for a purpose.
"Then you talked over their relationship while the boy held you on the ground?" suggested Mr. Gray.
"No; Farringford only called the boy his son."