"Is there anything for us to do?" Fred asked.
"Very much. It is necessary to remain here, and send for Thorpe. I will first attend to pressing for trial, and then have an interview with the farmer for the purpose of frightening him into telling nothing but the truth. I fancy we can restore his memory by threatening him with a criminal suit."
"I'll run over for Sam," Joe said, as if a walk of five miles across the mountain was nothing more than a pleasure trip.
"It won't do for you to come," he added, as Fred was about to speak, "because I'm afraid Wright might use that warrant."
"Yes, it is much better you should remain here," Mr. Hunter said quickly. "Isn't it possible to find the boy who first suggested Dobson was the thief?"
"I'm afraid not; it looks very much as if he'd run away."
"It won't do any harm to walk around town while I'm gone," Joe suggested. "You may come across some feller who has seen him."
"I shall expect to meet all three this afternoon," the lawyer said, as his clients rose to go.
"Do not talk with any one regarding either case, and, above all, make no promises without first consulting me."
Joe and Fred left the office, the former saying when they were out of doors: