"She has deceived you, sir." "Deceived me, has she ?" added the stranger as he glanced at Katy.
"Yes, sir.

She has got more than a dollar in her pocket now." "Don't you believe her," sobbed Ann, still prudently keeping up the appearance of grief.
"How do you know she has deceived me ?" asked the stranger, not a little piqued, as he thought how readily he had credited the girl's story.
"Because I saw her play a trick just like this twice before this afternoon.

She has two half dollars in her pocket now, though one of them is counterfeit." "What do you mean by that, Katy Redburn ?" demanded Ann, angrily, and now forgetting her woe and her tears.
"You speak very positively," said the gentleman to Katy; "and if what you say is true, something should be done about it." "She is telling lies!" exclaimed Ann, much excited.
"We can soon determine, for here comes a policeman, and I will refer the matter to him." At these words, Ann edged off the steps of the bank, and suddenly started off as fast as she could run, having, it seemed, a very wholesome aversion to policemen.

But she made a bad mistake, for, not seeing in what direction the officer was approaching, she ran into the very jaws of the lion.
"Stop her!" shouted the gentleman.
The policeman laid a rude hand upon her shoulder, and marched her back to the bank.

In a few words the gentleman stated what had happened, and requested the officer to search her, and thus decide whether Katy told the truth or not.