"The bayonet? No, sir."
"Are you sure of that?" earnestly.
"Positive. It was my duty to keep a complete list of everything we had in stock. We had other sorts of arms, but no such thing as a bayonet."
There were a few more questions, but as they drew out nothing of interest, Stillman signified to Brolatsky that the interview was at an end.
"Now, you will go with Mr. Curran to police headquarters on the next floor," said he, "and tell them what you have told me about this Antonio Spatola."
Then he opened the door and stepped out.
"Curran," they heard him say, importantly.
"I want you to—" then the door closed, cutting the sentence short.
Pendleton gazed fixedly at Ashton-Kirk.
"I say," said he, "I'm not up in this sort of thing at all. I've been putting two and two together, and it's led me into a deuce of a state."