"Let me see the letters," said the postmaster, reaching out his hand for them.
"Reckon that will be all the evidence you will need to show who the guilty party is," said Meiggs, as he passed the letters to the other.
"These are no doubt the missing letters," allowed the postmaster, "but I fail to see how this proves that Dix Lewis put them there."
"Who did, if he didn't?" demanded Clevis Claverton.
"I do not pretend to answer that. It is a mystery that remains to be cleared up."
"Has the contents been taken from all of them?" asked Mr. Warfield, looking over Mr. Rimmon's shoulder, as the latter examined the pieces of mail matter.
"The letters are here, but the money which they evidently contained is missing."
"Of course," said Dan Shag, with a shake of his head; "that was what he was after."
Little Snap had remained silent during this scene, but he was about to speak, when the gruff voice of Justice Claverton fell on the ears of the anxious throng.
"Mr. John Rimmon, I feel obliged to say to you that I have so far examined the laws and statutes as to find that you are not eligible to be on this young culprit's bail, seeing that you are already holding an office under the United States Government. Uncle Sam is pretty careful in that respect.