where I took it from."

Sam was soon informed as to the bank-book being missed.

"I can't find my bank-book anywhere, Sam," said Henry, looking
searchingly at his companion.

"Can't you? Where did you put it?" asked Sam, trying to look
unconcerned.

"In my trunk."

"Then it must be there now."

"It is not. I have looked carefully."

"Then, you didn't put it there. You must be mistaken."

"No, I am not."

"You may have dropped it out of your pocket on the way from the
bank."

"No; I remember distinctly putting it in my trunk."

Sam shrugged his shoulders.

"I suppose you know best; but if you put it there, it must be there
now."

"Unless it has been taken from my trunk," said Henry, significantly.

"Just so," said Sam, readily. "Perhaps the landlady has taken it, or
Bridget, the chambermaid."

"I don't think they have."

"Will you lose the money if you don't find the book?"

"No; I can report my loss at the bank, and they will give me a new
one."

"Then you're all right."

"I don't like the idea of my book being taken. The same one who took
the old book may take the new one."

"Well, I haven't got any bank-book to worry about," said Sam. "Are you
going out to supper?"

"Yes. Then, you don't know anything about my book?"

"I! Of course not!" answered Sam. "What should I know of it?"

"I don't know. Come, then, we'll go to supper."

Sam saw that he was suspected, and he knew that he deserved it, but he
did not want Henry to ascertain definitely that such was the fact, He
wanted to return the book as soon as he could without observation, but
for this he must wait a while.

When supper was over, they took a walk of half an hour, and then Henry
started to return to his room.

"I'll stay out a little longer," said Sam.

"Are you going to the theater?" asked Henry.

"Not unless you lend me the money," said Sam. "I'm hard up myself."

"You generally are."

"Of course I am. How can I help it on such a mean salary?"

"I don't know what to think," said Henry to himself. "If Sam has the
book he hasn't drawn any money on it, or he would go to the theater.
Perhaps he is innocent."

Sam stayed out late. He did not go to the theater, being, as he said,
short of money, but he lounged away the evening in billiard saloons,
and it was a quarter past eleven before he got back to his room. When
he entered Henry was fast asleep. Sam congratulated himself upon this.
He felt that now was his chance t