"Do you feel sure of this?"
"I do, and I notice the prints point exactly to where the back window was."
"That is a good point, sir; but do you notice that whoever made that track must have had a small foot?"
"Yes, I see it is small, and that goes to strengthen my suspicions."
"It measures ten inches long and three wide," said the sheriff, applying his rule to the footprint.
In about an hour from this time Sheriff Coombs entered the woolen factory, and a minute or two later went to the flockers.
"Do you want to see me?" asked Fred, as he saw the officer fasten his eyes on him.
"Yes; I have a warrant for your arrest."
"For my arrest!" exclaimed Fred in amazement. "What for?"
"On complaint of John Rexford, for setting fire to his store," replied the sheriff, in a pompous manner.