For a minute or two the boys' joint protestations of innocence had staggered his belief in Coote's guilt; but this ingenuous offer convinced him he had been right after all.
"Oh, you didn't steal it, but you're going to pay for it, are you?
Very pretty! What do you think it was worth ?" "Thirty shillings," said Dick, "that was the price marked on it." "And yet you never saw it." "Of course I didn't," retorted Dick, beginning to feel hot.

"I've told you so twice--Coote saw it." "Yes," said Coote, "there was a tiny label on it." "We can't make up quite thirty shillings," said Heathcote; "but we've got twenty-seven shillings and sixpence.

I suppose you'll make that do ?" "_Do_ you suppose I'll make it do ?" said Mr Webster, beginning to feel hot, too.

"You think you can come to my shop, and pilfer my things like so many young pickpockets; and then you have the impudence to come and offer me part of the price to say nothing about it.

No, thank you.
That's not my way of doing business." "There's nothing else we can do," said Dick.
"Oh, yes, there is.