"I am innocent!" pleaded Tony.
"But you were there?"
"I was there;" and Tony told his story just as he had related it to Frank Sedley.
"All that may be; but you see, Tony, things are against you. Tim's story is as straight as can be. This is your coat, ain't it?"
"Yes; you can examine that, and search the house if you like."
The constable took the coat. The pockets were filled with various articles known in the vocabulary of a schoolboy. Mr. Headley thrust his hand in, and Tony confidently waited the result. Several things were taken out and returned. It was not in that pocket.
But the first thing the constable drew out of the other pocket was Farmer Whipple's wallet!
"No use, Tony," said Mr. Headley.
"I did not know it was there; I did not put it there!" protested the poor boy, whose face was as white as a sheet.
