the boat."

"He knows all about it," thought Sam. "I wish I hadn't come back."

"Go on," said Dr. Graham, eying Sam sternly as he spoke. "You followed
the boys?"

"Yes. They made their way to the end of a pier, where this young man
of yours slipped off his stockings, and, as well as I could tell, for
I was watching at a distance, concealed some bills in them, and
afterwards drew them on again. It struck me at once that if the money
had been honestly come by, they wouldn't have been so anxious to
secrete it."

"Sam," said the doctor, sternly, "what have you to say to this
charge?"

"It was my money," stammered Sam.

"What did you put it in your stockings for?"

"Jim told me how dangerous it was to carry it round in my pocket
loose. So, as I hadn't any pocket-book, I put it in my stockings."

"Very probable, indeed. Suppose you take off your stockings."

Sam had decided objections to this; but he saw that it would be of no
use to urge them, and slowly and reluctantly complied.

"Now put in your hand, and take out the money."

Sam did so.

The doctor counted the bills.

"Here are only nine dollars," he said. "Take out the rest."

"There isn't any more," said Sam.

"Don't attempt to deceive me," said his employer, sternly. "It will be
the worse for you if you do."

"There isn't any more," persisted Sam, earnestly. "If you don't
believe it, you may look yourself."

Dr. Graham did so, and found the statement correct.

"There were twenty dollars in the letter," he said, sternly. "What has
become of the other eleven?"

There was no use in persisting in denial further, and Sam made a
virtue of necessity.

"Jim got half the money," he confessed.

"Who's Jim?"

"Jim Nolan."

"How came he to get half the money? Did you owe it to him?"

For the first time it struck Sam that he had been a fool to give away
ten dollars without adequate return. All that Jim had given him was
bad advice, which is never worth taking.

"I don't know how I came to give it to him," said Sam. "It was he who
wanted me to take the money. I wouldn't have done it but for Jim."

"It strikes me," said Mr. Clement, "that Jim is not a very desirable
companion. So you gave him ten dollars?"

"Yes, sir."

"Did you spend any of the money?" asked Dr. Graham.

"Yes, sir."

"In what way?"

"I went in with Jim, and played a game of billiards."

"Paying for the game with my money?"

"Yes, sir."

"What else?"

"Jim took me in