Guy Hammersley; or, Clearing his Name — page 35: what you’re looking at

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ab GUY HAMMERSLEY. CHAPTER IV. CALLED TO ACCOUNT. For an instant or two, while Mr. Fox was speak- ing, Guy tried to imagine that he was not himself living through this bitter experience, but was reading of itina book. Howcouldhebearit? He, a Ham- mersley, a name that, as far back as records went, had never been sullied by the least taint of disgrace ! And his mother! How could he tell her of this dreadful charge ? ‘* Well, sir, are you ready to accompany me down to Mr. Inwood’s ? Of course, if you can prove to his satisfaction that you did not take the money, well and good.” Mr. Fox’s voice broke in on Guy’s meditations, as that gentleman rose and buttoned his coat. ) ‘‘ Yes, sir, in one minute; ” and Guy stepped back to the dining-room to ask Eliza to tell his mother that he had gone down-town again. He did not dare trust himself to see her. Then he went out with Mr. Fox. The fresh air seemed to inspire him with hope, in some way. ‘<It can’t be possible,” he told himself, ‘‘that in Gomichbooks (C@) m