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t a coward nor a sneak, and he had not the slightest belief in O

ar that, Joh

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er to Mr. Norcross it is empty." "Are you sure you put the money in, sir?" asked John. "Am I sure the sun rose this morning?" retorted Mr. Bond. "Of course, I am certain; and I am morally certain that Oli

ver took the money. Hark, you! I will give you one chance to redeem yourself," he continued, addressing our hero. "Give me back the money and I will forgive you this time." "Mr. Bond," said Oliver indignantly, "you insult me by speaking in that way! Once for all, I tell you that I don't know anything about the money, and no one who knows me will believe your

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charge. You may search me if y

ou want to." "It would do no

great good," said Bond sarcastically

. "You have had plenty of chan

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ces to dispose of the money. You could easily pass it over to some confederate." "Mr. Bond," said Oliver, "I see that you are determined to have people believe me guilty. I think I understand what it all means. It is a conspiracy

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to destroy my reputation. You know there was no money in the letter you sent by me." "Say that again, you young rascal, and I will g