You've lost your thousand dollars, and what
have you got to show for it?"
"You may be right, squire, but I don't want to let the matter
end so. I want you to give me another bond."
"You do, eh?" said Duncan indignantly. "So you want to
throw away another thousand dollars, do you?"
"If I make good the margin, the stock'll go up likely, and I
won't lose anything."
"You can do as you please, of course, but you will have to
go elsewhere for your money."
"Will I?" asked Tony coolly. "There is no one else who
would let me have the money."
"I won't let you have another cent, you may rely upon that!"
exclaimed Prince Duncan furiously.
"I guess you'll think better of that, squire," said Tony, fixing
his keen black eyes on the bank president.
"Why should I?" retorted Duncan, but his heart sank within
him, for he understood very well what the answer would be.
"Because you know what the consequences of refusal would be,"
Denton answered coolly.
"I don't understand you," stammered the squire, but it was
evident from his startled look that he did.
"I thought you would," returned Tony Denton quietly. "You know
very well that my evidence would convict you, as the person who
robbed the bank.
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