"I imagine you know well enough," returned the young electrician, coldly.
"I don't know nothin'," returned Andy Gresson, doggedly.
"It is strange you should take so much trouble to get out of my way. And seeing that the man did not attempt to reply to this, the young electrician continued: "What have you done with Mrs. Mace's two rings?"
"Don't know nothin' about her rings."
"You took them out of her jewel casket, and you have got to give them up."
"See here. Bell. I don't want you to talk to me like this!" blustered the man, feeling that he was getting the worst of the argument. "I want you to go about your own business and leave me alone."
"I won't leave you until you have given up the rings, and perhaps I won't leave you alone even then. Your taking the rings cast a grave suspicion upon my character."
"Like as not you took the rings yourself," burst out Andy Gresson, suddenly, thinking he saw a way to clear himself. "I don't know anything about them. Now go away."
"I will not go away unless you accompany me."
"And where will I go with you?"
"The nearest station house. I want this matter investigated."
