Tregarthen became greatly agitated during this recital, and at
length exclaimed,--
"Clissold was the man who ruined me! I have suspected it for many a long
year, and now I know it."
"And how," said the captain, drawing his chair still closer to
Tregarthen, and clapping his hand upon his shoulder,--"how may you know
it?"
"When we were fellow-clerks," replied Tregarthen, "in that London house,
it was one of my duties to enter daily in a certain book an account of
the sums received that day by the firm, and afterward paid into the
bankers'. One memorable day,--a Wednesday, the black day of my
life,--among the sums I so entered was one of five hundred pounds."
"I begin to make it out," said the captain. "Yes?"
"It was one of Clissold's duties to copy from this entry a memorandum of
the sums which the clerk employed to go to the bankers' paid in there. It
was my duty to hand the money to Clissold; it was Clissold's to hand it
to the clerk, with that memorandum of his writing. On that Wednesday I
entered a sum of five hundred pounds received. I handed that sum, as I
handed the other sums in the day's entry, to Clissold.
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