“There is just one more thing to tell you,” he said. “I found a few other things while I was searching that red suite of rooms. I found these.”
He thrust a hand into his pocket, and drew it forth filled with jewels.
“Here,” he said, “is, I think, all the stolen property. If it is not there, the rest of it will doubtless be found in those rooms.”
“Jimmy,” said the detective, a little later, “do you want to make any confession in regard to the Dinwiddie game you have been playing?”
“When I do, I’ll send for you,” replied Jimmy. “Maybe you haven’t got me quite so dead to rights as you think you have.”
“Oh, yes, I have,” replied the detective. “You’ll get all that’s coming to you, James, before I get through with you.”
But the detective had somewhat underrated the resourcefulness of Bare-Faced Jimmy.