“No, but I am satisfied that one of them did it. However, never mind that now. Come here. I want to show you something.”
Dick got out of his car and followed Jack.
The boy led his friend to where he had deposited the bag, uncovered it by throwing off the leaves he had thrown over it and said:
“That’s what I found down here, a few paces away. What do you suppose is in it?”
“I have not the least idea. What is?”
“A cash box from the Riverton bank, a packet of registered letters for our office, some stamps, money and other things.”
“And you found it here?”
“Yes, half on the bank and half in the water.”
“How did it get there?”
“Thrown from the bridge by the robbers. They did not want to be found with it on them I suppose. Probably they meant to return for it at some convenient time.”