Alfred waited and finally obtained a glimpse. "No, it doesn't look like the man we spotted. What was this fellow selling?" asked Alfred.
"There's his pack," said the orderly.
"That looks just like the pack that our peddler had. Same kind of things, too; same strap,—and that flap; well,—I'll bet he belongs to the other fellow, or knows something about him," said Alfred.
"What is that?" said the colonel, as he entered and heard the last remark.
"I just said that this pack is just the same, the flap and the belt are exactly like the one the peddler had that we are after, and although that doesn't look like the man, I wouldn't be surprised if he belonged to the same gang," answered Alfred.
"I have a way that will tell the story," said Ralph. "Where are the things that were taken from him?" he asked.
"In my office," said the colonel; "come in and look them over."
They made a careful examination of the peddler's pockets, and Ralph shook his head doubtfully.
"Where is his money?" said Alfred.
"That's it!" almost shouted Ralph.