"What for?" Kink asked.
"To see if he was bald on the top or not," said Janet. "She had had an argument with her daughter's husband about it. Which just proves that you were wrong in thinking she had no daughter."
Kink smiled an annoying smile. "Well," he said, "what then?"
"We found a coin," said Janet, "and found that the King was bald on the top. That's all."
"And shortly afterwards she got out?" Kink asked.
"Yes, soon afterwards."
Kink laughed very heartily. "Well," he said, "I could see she was an old fraud, but I didn't think she would steal anything, or I wouldn't have let her in the caravan at all."
"Steal!" Janet cried. "Why, do you think she stole it? It's very horrid and unjust of you."
"Then where is it?" Kink asked. "That stuff about the King's head was a trick. It's a clear case. We must go to the constable's house."
"Oh, no," said Janet, "we won't. She was a poor old thing, and her heart was bad, and she was very unhappy, and I don't mind about the money."