"As soon as opportunity offered, that is, as soon as I found myself unobserved, I searched the wardrobes of these young gentlemen for other vests and pockets."
"Ah, and did you come upon any article of clothing giving signs of having at any time come in contact with this pencil or this bottle?"
"I found that," he returned, indicating a fourth garment, which the coroner now deftly drew forth from the paper where it had hitherto lain concealed.
This garment was a vest like the others, and, like them, of a plain and inconspicuous pattern. As it was lifted into sight, a groan was heard which seemed to spring from the united breasts of the three young men behind him. Then one bounded to his feet.
"That is my vest," he shouted. "What damned villain says there is anything the matter with it?"
It was George. The two other brothers had shrunk back out of sight.