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 No. 1t needn't" said that young man with quiet simplicity.
 And have the police assured themselves asked Riggs.
 We can't be positive" Giddings returned. When MT. Sears came the second time that evening he was not so much interested, for the sales were of small lots or single pieces of small value. But he did pick up two or three numbers, one of which contained an old pichaq."
 Then why isn't that positive? ?'' broke in Robin quickly.
 Because there was another bundle or lot sold. which also con tained an old pichaq., and no one { can say which was the weapon lat CT exhibited at the inquest"
 q see," said Robin, thoughtfully. And who bought the other bundle?" ... That we can't say. It was a stranger, and his name, though giv- en, has been found to be fictitious" Then he's your murderer" cried Robin. "Of course. he'd give a ficti- tious name, and, on the other hand, do you suppose by father would be such fool as to buy a dagger here where he is we'll known and then go out and kill somebody with it?"
 Mir. Giddings only murmured po- lite words that sounded well but meant nothing and the two went away and walked slowly toard home.
 You see." began Robin eagerly, but the other stopped him. "Listen here, boy" Riggs said. Say all you like to me or to your father, or to your sweetheart, but don't air your views on detection in public.
 "Why not??"
 "Just for one reason: that they are invariably wrong. For instance. the buyer of that bundle giving fictitious name doesn't write him down a murderer at all. He may be an antique dealer in a small way, who. if he gave his real name and had his purchases traced, could not upt upon them the exorbitant prices which he no doubt plans to do. i next, granting your father bought that dagger, and subsequently chose to use it on somebody, that would not prove him fool. because who- ever did that killing depended on the sea to hide forever the weapon of his guilt, not realizing that it would almost inevitably be found" Then he WAS fool" "No. I should have thought my self that the heavy metal would have been ground into the sand for ever."
 Next. Riggs, old man." Robin said. his jaws set like a fighter. i've go straight to Croydon Rochester Sears with this tale."
 "We?"
 "Yes sir, we.'
 And so, on reaching the Hotel Majusaca two somewhat harassed looking sleuths demanded and ob- tained audience with c. R. s.
 Why the length of face?" Sears asked, looking at his son.
 Be seated. my friend. and I'll tell you," returned Robin, looking back at him affectionately.
 They all sat down. and now and then prompted or corrected by Tite Riggs. Robin gove his father a strict and full account of the interview with the auctioneer.
 As the tale finished, Croydon Sears sat full five minutes think ing.
 Then. reaching out his hand for a yellow pad of telegram forms which was in a pigeon hole of the desk. he wrote out message.
 "Take 1t down to the desk. Robin boy. and send it off. Leave Tite here. Read the thing as you go down."
 Robin did as bidden, and was more than slightly, mystified to find the message was to his fathers private secretary. and said:
 Rush Fleming Stone here as soon as possible"
 Implicitly confident as Robin was of his fathers innocence, it was a satisfaction to note how the elder man had looked as he grasped the situation.
 To be sure. he had waited a few moments to consider: to be sure, he had sent hurry call for great and famous detective, but his fine, clear eyes had shown no hint of fear or shame and his face, though grave. was calm and serene as he looked at his son.
 "1ve sent for Stone," Croydon Sears told Riggs.