“Look,” said Larsen, pointing to a piece of dress goods that had been hanging in the window. “See where the snow has splashed against it? There’s no question that a snowball did it. You can see the bits of snow around here yet if you’ll only look.”
This was true and the evidence seemed conclusive. But just then Bob’s keen eyes detected something else. He stooped down and brought up quite a large sharp-edged stone which still had some fragments of snow adhering to it and held it up for all to see.
“Here’s the answer,” he said. “This stone was packed in the snowball, and that is why it smashed the window!”
CHAPTER III
THE STUTTERING VOICE
There was a stir of interest and exclamations of surprise as those in the store crowded closer to get a better view.
“That explains it,” said Mr. Talley, as he examined the missile. “I was sure that no mere ball of snow could break that heavy window. To put such a stone in a snowball was little less than criminal,” he went on gravely. “If that had hit any one on the temple it would almost certainly have killed him.”
“It was coming straight for my head when I dodged,” said Bob.