THE THIEF FOUND
"I don't know so much as I thought I did," said Kyzie to herself. "Joe Rolfe wouldn't be in this room."
For Uncle James was knocking at the door of Number Five.
"Walk right in," said Mrs. McQuilken, coming to meet her guests. She had her knitting in one hand. "Come in, all of you. Why, Mr. Templeton, are you here too? You wouldn't have taken me into your house if you'd known I was a thief; now would you, Mr. Templeton?"
And laughing, she put her right hand in her apron pocket and drew out a gold watch and chain.
"If this belongs to anybody present, let him step up and claim his property."
Mr. Dunlee came forward in amazement, while Jimmy gave a little squeal of delight.
"This is mine, thank you, madam," said Mr. Dunlee, looking at the watch closely. It seemed very much battered.
"Dreadfully smashed up, isn't it, sir? I can't tell you how sorry I am."
Mr. Dunlee shook it, and held it to his ear.