"Well, I paid my nephew's tuition to have him associate with decent boys—not with a thief that you seem to be shielding and harboring here."
"We are not used to this kind of language at Bellwood School, Mr. Mace," observed the professor with dignity and sternness. "You will kindly desist from using the same and act like a gentleman, or leave this room."
"If I do, It will be to have that Jordan boy behind the bars mighty quick!" declared Mace.
"It would be the mistake of your life, Mr. Mace, and a costly experiment for your pocket. This boy is innocent of the outrageous, and I might say cowardly and unfounded, charge you make against him. I shall ask you to remain here for about an hour, while I attend to some details of this case which will enable me to give you a clear statement as to who stole your property."
"If it's no scheme to sneak Jordan away" began Mace.
"Silence, sir!" ordered the professor. "Foreman, kindly show Mr. Mace to my private office and get him the morning paper from the city to read."
"I'll take my bracelet first, if you don't mind," said Mace, extending his hand.
Professor Elliott took out the little packet that Frank had given him, and turned it over to the
