“My initials ‘J.G.’ were engraved on the back of the gold case.”
“We’ve had plenty of trouble with pickpockets lately,” revealed Mr. Carsdale. “You didn’t notice the fellow, I suppose.”
“Several of the Brownies did.”
“Think you might recognize the man if you saw him again?” the animal trainer asked the girls.
“I would,” declared Connie and Jane in unison. Veve nodded her head also.
“In that case, it might be worth while for you to talk to our detective after the circus is over,” suggested Mr. Carsdale. “Pickpockets tend to follow a show from town to town. We might run into this fellow later on.”
“For whom shall I ask?” inquired Miss Gordon.
“Clem Gregg. Wait at the exit after the show and I’ll bring him around.”
Miss Gordon thanked the circus man and promised to report the theft to the detective.
“I’ll have to hurry now,” said Mr. Carsdale, turning away. “My act soon will be on.”