“Yes, will you see if it fits the notch in the wire there?”
The showman did so, holding file and wire up to the light for a better examination of them.
“There can be no doubt of it,” answered the amazed showman, fixing wondering eyes on the young man. “Where did you get it?”
“Picked it up.”
“Where?”
“In the dressing tent.”
“Pooh! Then it doesn’t mean anything,” grunted Mr. Sparling.
“If you knew where I picked it up you might think differently.”
“Then where did you get it?”
“Found it in my own trunk.”