The Indianapolis sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis, Ind.) 1880-1904, 1885-04-12

cd at ner face, and saId, Little DARING,
i shall love her as my own" then he
begged Hope to sit down in the lobby
till he should call him and introduce
/ him to his clerks. ~One of them is a
! thief, I'm afraid"
He took the child inside, and gave her
to his confederate, the nurse.
Dear me-" thought Hope, ~only two
clerks, and one of them dishonest. l
hope it Is not that good-natured boy.
Oh no! impossible"
] And now BARLEY returned, and at the
/ same time MOnckton came briskly in
through the little Office.
At sight of him BARLEY said, ooh,
| MOnckton, / gave that fellow Bolton
weeks notice. But he insists on going
/ directly" MOnckton replied, slyly, that
| he was sorry to hear that.
suspicious? En-" said BARLEY.
$50 suspicious that if | were youth
deed. Mr.. BARLEY, think, in justice to
me, the matter ought to be cleared to
| the bottom"
"YOu are right" said BARLEY; "In
have him searched before he goes.
Fetch me detective at once"
BARLEY then wrote line upon his
card, and handed it to Monckton, di-
recting him to lose no time. He then
rushed out of the house with an air of
| virtuous indignation, and went to make
some delicate arrangements to carry
] out fraud, which, begging his pardon,
was as felonious, though not so prosaic,
as the one he suspected his young clerk
| of. Monckton was at first little taken
| aback by the suddennesS of all this: but
he was too clear-headed to be long at
| fault. The matter was brought to a
point. Wen, he must shoot flying.
In moment he was at the safe, whip
ped out bunch of false keys, opened
| the safe, took out the cash-box, and
swept all the gold it contained into his
own pockets, and took possession of the
notes. Then he locked up the cash-box
again, restored it to the safe, locked
| that, and sat down at Bartley's table.
| He ran over the notes with feverish fin
| gers, and then took the precaution to
examine Bartley's day-boOk. His eau
| ton was rewarded-he found that the
notes Bolton had brought in were mum
bered. He instantly made two parcels
-clapped the unnumbered notes into
! his pocket. The numbered ones he took
| in his hand into the lobby, and inserted
| the numbered notes into young Cliff
| ford's coat, and the false keys into his
bag.
He then started for the detective.
| But it was bitter cold. and he returned
| to the lobby for his own OyercOat. As
he opened the lobby door the swing-doOr
moved, or he thought so; he darted to
| it and opened it, but saw nobody, Hope
having whipped behind the open door
| of little room. MOncktOn then put on
| his OvercOat. and went for the detective.
! He met Clifford at the door, and wore
| an insOlent grin of defiance, for which,
| if they had not passed each other rapid
| ", he would very likely have been
| knocked down. AS it was, Walter Cliff
| ford entered the Office flushed with
| wrath, and eager to leave behind him
| the notifications and humiliatiOns he
| had endured.
| He went to his own little desk and
| tore up Lucy Miller's letters. and his
! heart turned toward home. He went
| into the lobby, and, feeling hot, which
was no wonder, bundled his Office over
coat and his brush and comb into his
| bag. He returned to the office for his
penknife. and was going out all in a
| hurry, when Mr.. BARLEY met him.
BARLEY looked rather stern, and said,
IA word with you sir"
| Certainly, sir" said the young man,
stiffly.
| Mr.. BARLEY sat down at his table and
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avery peculiar look.
you seem in very great hurry to
GO"
well. am"
"You have not even demanded your
salary up to date"
Excuse the oversight; / was net
made for business. you know"
There is something more to settle
besides your salary"
| Premium for good conduct"
NO, sir. Mr.. Bolton, you will find
| this no testing matter. There are de-
| falcations in the accounts, sir"
The yOungman turned serious at once.
81 am sorry to hear that, sir" said he,
| with proper feeling.
BARLEY eyed him still more severely.
"And even cash distracted"
Good heaYensl" said the young man.
! answering his eyes rather than his
words. why, surely you can't suspect
me%
| BARLEY answered, sternly, Il know /
have been robbed, and so l suspect
| everybody whose conduct is suspicious"
This was too much for a Clifford to
| bear. He turned on him like lion.
~Your suspicious disgrace the trader
who entertains them. not the gentleman
| they wrong. You are too old for me to
! give you thrashing, so | won't stay
here any longer to be insulted."
He snatched up his bag and was
marching off, when the door opened,
| and MOnckton with a detective confront
ed him.
No" rOared BARLEY, furious in turn;
"but you will stay to be examined"
Examined"
Searched, then, if you like it better"
| mo don't do that !" said the VOUnQ
| fellow. Spare mesuch a humiliation"
well" said BARLEY, Il will examine
the safe before l go further" He open
ed the safe and took out the cash-box.
1t was empty. He uttered loud ex-
clamation. "Why, it's clean sweepI
A wholesale robbery Notes and gold
all gonel No wonder you were in such
a hurry to leave! Luckily some of the
notes were numbered. Search him."
No, no. Don't treat me like theft"
cried the poor boy, almost sObbing.
IF you are innocent, why object?"
said Monckton, satirically.
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