Curiously, the detective picked up the figure and carefully examined it.
"I can't see anything wrong with it," he admitted. "You say this statue came from Hanley Cron's studio?"
"Yes, he was angry when Amy tried to take it away from him. Then the policeman came in and he seemed afraid to protest."
The detective made no reply. He sat lost in thought for a moment, then arose.
"Well, I guess I'll amble over to the police station."
"Then I may as well be going home," Penny said. She picked up the Black Imp from the desk and carefully wrapped it.
"I'll take you in the car if you like."
"No, I'll walk," Penny replied. "I've been gaining weight lately and need the exercise."
Mr. Nichols smiled, for Penny barely tipped the scales at a hundred pounds. They left the building together and separated.
"I should be home early for dinner tonight unless something unforeseen comes up," Mr. Nichols mentioned in parting.