"I suppose not," said the officer, ironically. "What room did you take with him, young man?" he added, turning to me.
"I don't know the number, but I can lead you to it."
"What's the matter?" asked Glynn, innocently.
"This young man was robbed in your house last night."
"Was he really, though?" added the assistant.
"You know that he was."
"He told me he was, but I didn't believe it. The youngster went to a room with a man, and I heard some one breaking down doors. I caught this youngster up there alone. But if he was robbed, that's another thing," continued Glynn, who seemed to have a very proper and wholesome respect for the officer. "I will go up to that room, and see if Lynch is there."
"You needn't trouble yourself," said the prudent official. "I will go myself."
"I'll go up and show you the way."