"Yes, sir."
"Do you know any other lad in Pomona who could have done such a thing? Kinlay, there, for instance?"
"He might have done it, sir, but not in winter."
"How, then, do you account for Kinlay getting into the cave?"
"I suppose, sir, that he had my ropes;" and I pointed to the coil of rope on the table.
"Now, further, do you recognize this gun?"
"Yes; it is mine."
"When did you last use it?"
"Two days before I went away in the Falcon, more than two months since."
There was a pause here and a passing of the snuffbox. Bailie Duke then turned to Kinlay, holding the viking's stone in his fingers.