“No, sir. It was no one I ever saw before; but I noticed his face well, and should know him again.”
“So far, so good. Can you find or lead others to the place in the wood where the box was concealed?”
“Yes, sir; but I don’t think they will leave it there long. Something ought to be done soon.”
“Something shall be done. By the way, have you mentioned what you saw to any person?”
“To only one—an old gentleman boarding at my mother’s house.”
The lawyer looked annoyed.
“I am sorry for that. It may be all over the village before you get back, and, in that case, your information may do no good.”
“Don’t be afraid, sir. Obed Wilkins can keep a secret.”
“Obed Wilkins! Does he come from Illinois?”
“Yes, sir.”