"The paper," Ned explained, "is parchment, such as is used in important official transactions, and the wax is of the kind used by lawyers and diplomats. Here is a seal!"
Ned's face turned pale as he looked at the seal. Could it be possible that the nation to which it belonged had been engaged in this conspiracy? It did not seem possible.
Ned put the telltale seal away in his pocket without permitting Jimmie to see it and picked up some loose pieces of sealing wax which lay on the table near where the seal had been found.
"Do you see the fine work done with the seal which made this impression?" Ned asked.
"Fine seal!" Jimmie replied. "Was that stamp made by the seal you just hid away?"
"No," Ned replied, "thank God it was not!"
Wrapping the wax very carefully, so that it would not crumble, and securing every bit of paper in sight, Ned made a little bundle and stowed it away in a pocket. Then he began a search of the rug on the floor.
Jimmie was on his knees, in a moment.
"Finders keepers?" he asked.
"That depends!" Ned said.