"No! not Agnes——"
"Who, then?" Fibsy held his breath, lest he disturb the evident effort the poor lad was making to remember.
"Missy Iris," Sam said at last, "yes, Missy Iris, Missy Iris—yes, Missy——"
"There, there," Fibsy shut him up, "don't say that again. Did you see her?"
"Yes, by window. Then, Sam steal pin. It is a sin to steal a pin. It is a sin to steal a pin—it is——"
But Fibsy set to work to turn the poor befuddled mind in another direction, and after a time he succeeded.
CHAPTER XIV
FIBSY AND SAM
"There are two things to find," Fleming Stone said, "the murderer and the pin. There are two things to find out, how the murderer got away, and why the pin is valuable."