"I have, I am glad to inform you. I have found out who the man was that, in the disguise of a tramp, eat a meal at the house of the Misses Perkinpine on Monday evening, and who afterward entered the building stealthily, and with the assistance of a confederate carried off all their valuable silverware and a considerable amount of money."
"You've fastened it on Bud, eh?" asked Fred, greatly interested.
The constable looked impressively at the lad, and said:
"There's where you make a great mistake; in fact, nothing in this world is easier than to make an error. I was sure it was Bud from what you told me, and you will remember I hinted as much to him on the day of the circus."
"Yes, and he turned red in the face and was scared."
"His face couldn't turn much redder than it is, and blushing under such circumstances can't always be taken as a proof of guilt; but I set to work and I found the guilty man."
"And it wasn't Bud?"
"He hadn't anything to do with it."
"But there were two of them, for I saw them."