Their shame was hers: the son of her mother, the son of her father was a thief!
"The less reason, then, for her being a thief," Gilder grumbled in his heaviest voice.
Mortimer was either a thief or a hero; there could be no question about that.
Against all evidence she was holding this man honest, believing her brother the thief.
You're the thief—Levi West—you come here and ...