The drugstore was beginning to close for
the night. Young Alfred Higgins, who worked in the store was putting
on his coat, getting ready to go home. On his way out, he passed
Mr. Carr, the little gray-haired man who owned the store. Mr. Carr
looked up at Alfred as he passed, and said in a very soft voice,
"Just one moment, Alfred. One moment before you go." Mr.
Carr spoke so quietly that he worried Alfred.
"What is it, Mr. Carr?"
"Maybe, you' d be good enough to take
a few things out of your pockets and leave them here before you
go.” said Mr. Carr.
"What -- What things? What are you talking
"You've got a compact and a lipstick
and at least two tubes of toothpaste in your pockets, Alfred,"
"What do you mean?" Alfred answered.
"Do you think I' m crazy?" his
face got red. Mr. Carr kept looking at Alfred coldly. Alfred did
not know what to say, and tried to keep his eyes from meeting the
eyes of his boss. After a few moments, he put his hand into his
pockets and took out the things he had stolen.