Nobody seemed to have anything to say, and Tricksy burst out again—
'You say you know who was the real thief?'
'We think we do, Tricksy,' interposed Hamish; 'but we don't know for certain.'
'Then why don't we make sure?'
'How would you do it, Tricksy?' asked Allan, while the others trudged steadily onwards.
'Why, watch him wherever he goes; and we'd soon find out where he kept the papers if he had taken them.'
There was no answer for a moment.
Then Allan said gravely, 'That wouldn't be honourable, Tricksy. We must play fair, you know.'
'Honourable! Honourable to a thief!—But yes, of course we must. Well, I don't know what's to be done then,' and Tricksy concluded by a big sigh.
When the coastguard station came in view a man was standing at the gate, scanning the road with a telescope. Upon catching sight of the young people he lowered the glass and came forward.