"Didn't try!"
"No, sir."
"You mean you didn't advise your staff to sell out?"
"I spoke against it."
"Against it!" snarled Carter, leaning forward in his chair.
The room was breathlessly still.
"You see," explained the boy, "the more I thought about it the less I approved of what you wanted me to do. I tried to think it was straight but I didn't really think so. When the fellows asked my honest opinion, I simply had to tell them the truth."
Mr. Carter made no comment, nor did his eyes leave Paul's face, but he drew his shaggy brows together and scowled.
"So," went on Paul desperately, "I've brought your money back to you. It's the same bill you gave me. I didn't spend it. Somehow I couldn't bring myself to."
There was an awkward pause. Paul got to his feet.