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"What makes you think we robbed you?" asked d.i.c.k.
"This," and he was shown the memorandum book and the envelope.
"Humph! I lost that book some weeks ago, when I had my fight with Lew Flapp, Rockley, and the rest of that crowd that were dismissed from the academy."
"And what of the envelope, Richard?" asked Captain Putnam.
"I don't remember anything about that. It probably came on a letter from home and I must have thrown it away."
"The book and the envelope were found on the floor of the shop that was robbed."
"Well, I didn't drop them there."
"And neither did I," came from Tom.
"Nor I," added Sam.
"Are you going to let us search you and your belongings or not?"
demanded the constable from White Corners.
"I don't see why you should search us," put in Tom, hotly. "It's an outrage, to my way of thinking."
"You had better let him make a search," came from Captain Putnam. "Then he will see that he has made a mistake."
"All right, search me all you please," said Sam.
"I am of Tom's opinion, that it is an outrage," said d.i.c.k.
"Nevertheless, he can search me if he wishes."
"Let us retire to yonder barn, out of the sight of the battalion," said Captain Putnam.
The constable and Aaron Fairchild were willing, and all walked to the barn in question.
"You can look at that first," said d.i.c.k, and unb.u.t.toning his coat he took it off and handed it to the constable.
Josiah Cotton dove into one pocket after another, bringing out various articles which were d.i.c.k's private property.
"Any o' these yours?" he asked the jeweler.
"Can't say as they are, Josiah," answered Aaron Fairchild. "Go on a-huntin'. Maybe somethin' is in the linin'."
"There is!" shouted the constable, running his hand over the padding.
He found a small hole and put in his fingers. "Here ye are!" he e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed, and brought forth two plain gold rings and one set with a topaz.
"My property!" gasped Aaron Fairchild. "My property and I'll swear to it! Didn't I tell ye he was a thief?"
CHAPTER V
FOR AND AGAINST
All in the barn gazed in amazement at the three rings which the constable of White Corners held in his hand.
"I don't know how those rings got into my coat," said d.i.c.k, who was the first to recover from the shock.
"I am certain d.i.c.k didn't steal them," put in Tom.
"And so am I," added Sam. "d.i.c.k, this is a plot against you."
"It ain't no plot--it's plain facts," came from Aaron Fairchild. "Go on an' continue the search, Josiah."
"That's what I'm a-doin'," returned the constable.
He felt the coat over carefully and presently brought forth another ring and a pair of child's bracelets.
"It's as plain as preachin'!" came from the third man, a farmer named Ga.s.sam. "He's the thief, sure."
"I declare upon my honor I am innocent," cried d.i.c.k, the hot blood rus.h.i.+ng to his face. He turned to Captain Putnam. "You don't think I--I--"
"I believe what you say, Captain Rover," answered the master of the Hall, promptly. "There is a.s.suredly some mistake here."
"Give me your coat," said Josiah Cotton to Tom.
The garment was handed over, and after a thorough search two small gold stick pins were found in the middle of the back.
"More o' my goods," cried Aaron Fairchild, triumphantly. "I can prove I had 'em on sale not four days ago."
Sam's coat was then examined, and from one of the sleeves came half a dozen cheap rings and an equally cheap watchchain.
"All mine. The case is as clear as day," said the jeweler. "Josiah, you must lock 'em up."
"0' course I'll lock 'em up," answered the constable.
"Lock us up!" cried Sam, aghast.
"Not much!" came from Tom. "I'm no thief, and I don't propose to go to jail."
"Boys, have you any idea how this jewelry got into your clothes?" asked Captain Putnam.
"No, sir," came promptly from the three.
The rest of the Rover boys' clothing was then searched and a few more cheap rings were brought to light.
"Now let us go for their baggage," said the constable, and this was done, but nothing more was found.
It was soon buzzing around the battalion, which stood at parade rest, that something was wrong, and then somebody whispered that the Rovers were accused of breaking into a shop and stealing some jewelry.