The trouble seemed to be over.
Mr. Gay at the same time stepped into the main office and
gave a direction to one of the clerks.
Mr. Sears drew out a large sheet of foolscap, and began, in very
deliberate fashion, to write. He kept on writing for some minutes.
Tony Denton wondered why so much writing should be necessary
in a transaction of this kind. Five minutes later a young man
looked into the office, and said, addressing Mr. Gay. "All right!"
Upon that Mr. Sears suspended writing.
"Mr. Denton," said Mr. Gay, "are you aware that this bond
which you have brought us was stolen from the Groveton Bank?"
"I--don't--believe--it," gasped Denton, turning pale.
"The numbers of the stolen bonds have been sent to all the
bankers and brokers in the city. This is one, and the one you
brought us not long since is another. Do you persist in saying
that you bought this bond a year ago?"
"No, no!" exclaimed Denton, terrified.
"Did you rob the bank?"
"No, I didn't!" ejaculated the terrified man, wiping the
perspiration from his brow.
"Where, then, did you get the bonds?"
"I got them both from Prince Duncan, president of the bank.
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