"Then you've got me mixed up with someone else. For I received mine as they did. Mine came in the mail and cost me three cents—which was as good an advertising stunt as the tags themse—"
"Mail? Mail? We gave them in person."
"But mine came through the mail."
"Sorry. We've never sent any of them through the mail."
"Oh," said Andrews with rising suspicion. He took the new tag with thanks and returned to Peter Manton's home.
"Peter, is Junior handy?"
Manton nodded and called. Junior came. Then Andrews said: "Junior, have you ever seen anything like this before?"
Junior nodded. "Last winter. Found it down in the cellar on my sled."
"Sled!"
"Uh-huh. Then because it said to drop it in the mail box if found, I did. You got it, huh?"