"You see, Horace trained the bird to pick up bright objects, and especially articles of the color of gold, and to go up and down that pipe.
"Then he schemed to have your daughter come here. The rest was easy. He waited till she was in the farther room, and then closed the door between by the electrical device.
"Immediately he sent down the parrot. The bird was so well trained that he required only a minute or two to secure something.
"Of course, it was not always something of value. There were probably a dozen failures where the bird brought back nothing or some useless object that glittered.
"I suspected the bird, and so put Chick on that lay. As you see, he has got the creature to work very well.
"Now, colonel, what more can I do for you? What shall be done with the prisoners?"
"Nothing; I will not prosecute."
"I guess we can hush it up, if you say so," responded Nick. "By the way, there's one thing that I want to explain. I mean the strange appearance of that diamond pin in the box on the occasion of Mrs. Stevens' first visit.
"It was not the real pin, but a duplicate which had been prepared in advance. Horace had put up that game as a finishing touch for his uncle.
"Mrs. Pond had forced Horace to go for me; but he wouldn't be scared out. He played the game right under my nose.