Part 23 (2/2)
Hal did not leave the office until after four o'clock, there being a number of things to be written up before he could go. Hardwick had gone an hour before, and Hal did not know in what direction.
There being nothing else to do, Hal proceeded leisurely up to his boarding-house, never dreaming of the surprise in store for him. The streets were filled with snow, and he enjoyed the jingle of the sleigh-bells and the bustle of metropolitan life around him. Several times he was strongly tempted to follow the newsboys and bootblacks into the street and catch a ride.
When he entered Mrs. Ricket's house he found Saunders and several others already there. d.i.c.k Ferris was in the group in the front parlor, and at a glance Hal saw that something unusual was going on.
He nodded pleasantly, and was about to pa.s.s up the stairs when Mrs.
Ricket called him back.
”What is it?” he asked.
”Mr. Saunders' room has been robbed!” burst out the woman.
”What!” exclaimed Hal. ”Was there much taken?”
”A pair of cuff-b.u.t.tons, a gold watch-chain and my pocket-book with fourteen dollars in it,” replied Saunders.
”It's too bad,” sobbed Mrs. Ricket. ”I would not have had that happen in my house for a hundred dollars. I wonder who could have done it?”
Suddenly d.i.c.k Ferris pulled Saunders aside, and whispered something into his ear.
The dry-goods clerk looked astonished.
”You don't mean it!” he gasped.
”I do,” replied Ferris.
Saunders advanced toward Hal.
”Were you in my room this morning after I left?” he asked, sharply.
”Me?” returned Hal, with a start. ”No.”
”d.i.c.k says you were, and he thinks you are the thief,” continued Saunders.
CHAPTER XI.
FOR AND AGAINST.
Saunders was excited or he would not have spoken so hastily or so bluntly.
Hal grew very pale, and clenched his hands.
”You say I entered Mr. Saunders' room?” he demanded, turning to Ferris.
”I do,” replied the tall boy.
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