“Yes. I saw some one besides Bill Berry at the mill that night.”
“Who?”
“Noddy Nixon,” and then Ned told of meeting Noddy with the box of bait, as the bully had called it. He also related what the three boys had planned to do in keeping watch of Noddy, and of the odd bank bill.
“I think it would have been wise to tell some older person of all this,” commented Mr. Slade. “Still I appreciate that you did not want to cast suspicion on any one. And, as you say, it is only a vague suspicion as yet. Noddy may be as innocent as you. I would like to know more of this Bill Berry.”
“He knows who robbed the mill,” said Ned.
“What makes you think so?”
“Because he was looking right in the office door when the light was visible.”
“If he knew why should he cast suspicion on you?”
“I don’t know, unless it is to draw attention from some one else.”
“You mean Noddy?”