broken taunt, and said--

"Look here, Fisher. There's no love lost between you and me, and it
doesn't affect me."

"Or me."

"For all that, I don't care to see you or the clubs robbed without
giving you a friendly hint."

"You're very kind. Who is the culprit? The doctor?"

"No; _Rollitt_. Stay," said he, waving down the interruption, "I
shouldn't be fool enough to say it unless I was pretty sure. Tell me
this, Fisher; when you go out and leave money about do you lock your
door?"

"No. We don't have to do that this side."

"Did you ever see Rollitt in here?"

"No."

"Do you know that on the first half-holiday this term Rollitt nearly
came to grief on the river?"

"What on earth has that to do with it?"

"Everything. You heard of it? Your young brother was with him, of
course. And you heard that he lost Widow Wisdom's boat over the falls."

"Yes," said Fisher, suddenly beginning to see the drift of the cross-
examination.

"And you heard that the very next day he bought her a new one for five
pounds?"

"Yes, I did; but whatever right have you to connect that with the
missing money?"

"Wait a bit. You were away all that afternoon, weren't you!"

"Yes."

"I wasn't. I happened to come over to look for you, and found you were
out. The only fellow I met in the house was Rollitt. He'd just got
back, and I met him at the door of this room. There, you can make what
you like of it. Even a Classic knows what twice two makes."

And he turned on his heel and left the room.

"There's goes a thoroughbred cad for you," said Denton.

"I don't know how we came to let him go without a kicking," said Fisher.

"Shall I call to him to come back?" asked Corder.

"Of course," said Fisher major, "it _is_ a curious coincidence about
Rollitt. But I never thought of connecting the two things together
before."

"No. It's utter guesswork on Dangle's part."

"If it comes to that," said Corder, "if Dangle was over here that
afternoon, why shouldn't he have collared it as well as Rollitt?"

"He has any amount of money. He's not hard up, like Rollitt."

"All I can say is," said Denton, "I wish that cad had kept his
suspicions to himself."

The object of these suspicions, meanwhile, blissfully unconscious of the
interest with which he was being remembered at Fellsgarth, was utilising
his holiday in the prosecution of his favourite sport.

This time he did not fish from a boat, nor did he affect the