Don't treat me like a thief!" cried the poor boy, almost sobbing.
"If you are innocent, why object ?" said Monckton, satirically.
"You villain," cried Clifford, "this is your doing! I am sure of it!" Monckton only grinned triumphantly; but Bartley fired up.

"If there is a villain here, it is you.

_He_ is a faithful servant, who warned his employer." He then pointed sternly at young Bolton, and the detective stepped up to him and said, curtly, "Now, sir, if I _must_." He then proceeded to search his waistcoat pockets.

The young man hung his head, and looked guilty.

He had heard of money being put into an innocent man's pockets, and he feared that game had been played with him.
The detective examined his waistcoat pockets and found--nothing.