Them silly fools stood there choking and sobbing and patting each other on the back as though they'd never leave off, and all of a sudden I 'ad a 'orrible suspicion that I 'ad been done. "Did you see the sovereigns in the box?" I ses, turning to the skipper. "No," he ses, shaking his 'ead. "'Ow do you know they was there, then?" ses I. "Because you took charge of 'em," said the skipper; "and I know wot a clever, sharp chap you are. It stands to reason that you wouldn't be responsible for a box like that unless you saw inside of it. Why, a child o' five wouldn't!" I stood there looking at 'im, but he couldn't meet my eye. None of 'em could; and arter waiting there for a minute or two to give 'em a chance, I turned my back on 'em and went off to my dooty. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Paying Off, by W.W. Jacobs