"I didn't mean to say a word to anybody," wailed the little man. "Do
you think I'd do anything to harm Mary Bransford--after what she did
for me? But I did--I must have done it. Dale said I did, Silverthorn
said I did, and you say I did. But I don't remember. Silverthorn said
I signed a receipt for some money from the Okar bank--three thousand,
odd. I don't remember. Oh, but I'm--"
"Calling yourself names won't get you back to where you was before you
made a fool of yourself," Sanderson told him, pityingly. "An' me
tellin' you what I think of you won't relieve my feelin's a whole lot,
for there ain't words enough layin' around loose.
"What I want to know is this: did you go clean loco, or do you remember
anything that happened to you? Do you know who got the money you drew
from the bank?"
"Dale," answered Owen. "He had that, for I remember him counting it in
the back room of the hotel. There was more, too; I heard him telling
Silverthorn there was about seven thousand in all. Silverthorn wanted
him to put it all back in the bank, but Dale said there was just enough
for him to meet his pay-roll--that he owed his men a lot of back pay.
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