And you will be very sorry, Rob.

But, of course, he will come back." "Oh, Dad," cried Rob, coming quite close to his father, "it isn't that! It isn't that!" His father waited.

He did not understand his boy's trouble, and so he wisely refrained from uttering word that might hinder rather than help.
At length, with a sudden effort, Rob asked in a low, hurried voice: "Do you think, Dad, he has--got--back ?" "Got back ?" said his father.

"Oh, I see.

Why, my boy?
What do you know of it?
Did you know there was a letter from a man named Potts, that completely clears your friend of all crime ?" "Is there ?" asked the boy quickly.