"What do you mean, you stole the money?" Domingo flung himself back against the wall, arms outstretched behind him, looking wildly from side to side, as if he expected the police to arrive at any moment.

Angela leapt out of bed and ran over to him.

"It's all right, Domingo," she cried, throwing her arms around him. "Nobody knows. I found it in my father's chest."

Domingo groaned and began to slide slowly down the wall. Angela tried to hold him up, but gave in and ...