Guy Hammersley; or, Clearing his Name — page 38: what you’re looking at

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GUY HAMMERSLEY. 29 ‘* Yes, this is the young man,” responded Mr. Fox, sinking into the seat and wiping out the inside band of his hat with his handkerchief; ‘‘and I regret to report that he utterly refuses to acknowledge the crime and restore the stolen property.” Guy could not stand by silent and listen to this. He took one step forward, and with his well-shaped head thrown back so that he looked his accusers full in the face, he said: ‘‘Gentlemen, if I had taken that money, I dare say I should have been only too willing to have ac- cepted the offer Mr. Fox made me. But I cannot perjure myself by confessing to a crime of which If am not guilty. Besides, I could not afford to ex- pend thirteen dollars for such a purpose, even could I stoop to do such a thing. On the other hand, if I fad taken the money, would I have been so short- sighted as to have stayed where hands could easily be laid upon me ?” ‘‘You did not return to the restaurant,” Mr. Fox here interposed ; ‘‘and when I saw you at the house you had your overcoat on, so I imagine I got there just in time.” ‘‘T explained to you, Mr. Fox,” Guy retorted, his face flushing at the unjust imputation, ‘‘ why it was I did not at once report to you, and the reason I hap- pened to have my overcoat on was because, hoping to get back to the restaurant very soon, I had not taken it off.” All this time Mr. Inwood had not spoken a word. Now, when there was a pause for an instant, he wheeled around in his chair so as to face Guy. Gomicboo “S (E(0) m