Sam made close examination of the cuts.
“Well, Lon,” he said, “I can’t prove it, of course; but I believe that job was done by the same person who left the water running, and let Maggie’s clean clothes down into the mud, and has been raising all the rest of the hob around here.”
“Maybe. Same line o’ business. But who’d do it?”
Sam hesitated. “I—I—well, I’ve had a suspicion all along, but lately it has become practically a certainty.”
“Speak up! This thing’s past endurin’. Who’s the party?”
“Well, everything points to one person.” Sam was trying to show judicial moderation.
“Who’s he?” asked Lon impatiently.
“Tom Orkney,” said Sam.
“What! The kid that ran away?”
“Yes.”