"'Bout ten o'clock, morning of the same day ye went through
Prescott's trunk an' found the goods there."
"The same goods that you placed in the trunk, Tip, after breaking into the Prescott flat while Mr. and Mrs. Prescott were down in their store and young Prescott was at the High School?"
"That's right," Tip grinned.
"You picked the lock of young Prescott's trunk, stowed the watch and pin away in there, and then sprung the lock again?"
"Why, say, ye muster seen me," declared Scammon, admiringly.
"The week before that day you must have been at the High School, helping your father, especially in the basement during session hours."
"I sure was," Tip admitted. "I had ter, didn't I, to have a chance ter get inter the locker room?"
"What did you say the name of the fellow was who hired you to do the trick?" swiftly demanded Hemingway, changing the tack.
"I b'lieve I didn't say," responded Tip, giving a wink that included all present.
"Tell me now, then."