The wheedlesome tone and smile did the trick, and the foolish boy broke out in a low, crooning song:
"It is a sin to steal a pin,
As well as any greater thing."
"Good!" Fibsy applauded. "Where'd you learn that, Samivel?"
"Long ago, baby days."
"And why do you sing it to-day?"
A look of fear came over Sam's face, followed by a smile of cunning. He looked like a leering gargoyle, as grotesque as any on Notre Dame.
"You know why?" he whispered.
"Oh, yes, I know why. But we won't tell anybody, will us?"
"No, not anybody."
"Who'd you steal it from?"