"Oh, it is well to know this. Describe the pocketbook."
"It is of red leather, and has a bright clasp, and upon it I scratched
'Fritz' with my pocket knife."
"That is enough, my boy. Is this it?" and he held upon a red leather pocketbook.
"No, mine is the same shape, but smaller."
"Is this it?" holding up another.
"Yes!" cried the boy joyously and reached for it.
"First tell me what is in it."
It was no trouble for Fritz to enumerate the coin; he had done it too often to forget.
"The pocketbook is yours, my little man. Tell me, do you recognize this photograph?"
"Yes, it is he; the very one, only his overcoat was not buttoned when he robbed me."