Then you will realize that I didn't steal anything.

I'll prove myself innocent yet, sir." "I hope so, my boy, I---I---hope so," replied the principal.
As they ascended, Fred Ripley stepped aside to let the other two go first.

He was afraid to have Dick Prescott behind him just then.
No sooner had the trio entered the general assembly room than it quickly dawned on all the students of both sexes that something was unusually wrong.
Dick's face was red as fire.

Had he been guilty of the thefts, he might have been cooler about it all.

Conscious innocence often puts on the appearance of guilt.
Somehow, Dick got to his seat.