“Yes, sir! From our farm. He was seen driving into Bayport just a little while ago.”

The chief made a note of it.

“And you ,” he said, pointing the pen at Ike Harrity, “say the holdup man drove up to the office in a yellow roadster?”

“That’s right, chief. That’s right. A yellow roadster, it was. And now that I come to think of it, I’ve seen Chet Morton’s car before and it was the spittin’ image of it.”

“Then,” declared the chief, putting down his pen with the air of one making a momentous discovery, “it looks to me very much as if the holdup man and the fellow that stole the car is one and the same man.”

Detective Smuff wagged his head solemnly in admiration of this feat of deduction. “I believe you’re right, chief,” he declared.