"I do."
"What?"
"Wine."
"There's some writing on the wrapper," interrupted Cole. "It says 'for Mr. Thomas Howard, with best wishes from an admirer.'"
"Ah! how romantic," grinned Jesse. "Can it be, sir, that you are the one who sent me the wine?"
The detective had gone too far to falter now and he replied:
"Yes."
"I don't seem to remember your face," purred the bandit-chieftain, "when did I ever see you before?"
"We have never met, but I saw your magnificent work yesterday afternoon and wished to show you my appreciation."
"Rubbish!" snapped Jesse. "I don't believe you were ever in Monegaw Springs in your life before this morning." Then turning again to the astounded onlookers, he asked: "Do any of you know this man? Have you ever seen him before?"