“Look here, Dangle,” said he; “do you mean to insinuate that I’ve taken the club money!”
“I never said so.”
“Or that I was going to cook the accounts so that it should not be known?”
“I didn’t mean you were.”
“Whom did you mean? Me?” said Denton.
“No; I didn’t say anybody,” said Dangle, beginning to feel himself in a fix. “All I meant was, we want to know what’s become of the money?”
“You don’t want to know more than I do,” said Fisher major. “I’d have handed over the money days ago, if I could only have found it.”
“Do you suspect any one?” said Dangle.
“Suspect? No. No one comes here that would be likely to take it.”
“You leave it about, though. I’ve noticed that myself. Who’s your fag?”