The prisoner was taken to a cell. Silence fell once more upon the
office. The Sergeant made a few red lines in the blotter and resumed
his reveries. He was not in a mood for work. He hitched his chair
nearer the window and looked across the yard. But the lights there
were put out, the children's laughter had died away. Out of sorts at he
hardly knew what, he leaned back in his chair, with his hands under the
back of his head. Here it was Christmas Eve, and he at the desk instead
of being out with the old woman buying things for the children. He
thought with a sudden pang of conscience of the sled he had promised to
get for Johnnie and had forgotten. That was hard luck. And what would
Katie say when----
He had got that far when his eye, roaming idly over the desk, rested
upon the little package taken from the thief's pocket. Something about
it seemed to move him with sudden interest. He sat up and reached for
it. He felt it carefully all over. Then he undid the package slowly and
drew forth a woolly sheep. It had a blue ribbon about its neck, with a
tiny bell hung on it.
The Sergeant set the sheep upon the desk and looked at it fixedly for
better than a minute. Having apparently studied out its mechanism, he
pulled its head and it baa-ed. He pulled it once more, and nodded. Then
he took up the crumpled letter and opened it.
This was what he read, scrawled in a child's uncertain hand:--
"Deer Sante Claas--Pease wont yer bring me a sjeep wat bas. Aggie had
won wonst. An Kate wants a dollie offul. In the reere 718 19th Street
by the gas house. Your friend Will."
The Sergeant read it over twice very carefully and glanced over the
page at the sheep, as if taking stock and wondering why Kate's dollie
was not there. Then he took the sheep and the letter and went over to
the Captain's door. A gruff "Come in!" answered his knock. The Captain
was pulling off his overcoat. He had just come in from his dinner.
"Captain," said the Sergeant, "we found this in the pocket of Black
Bill who is locked up for picking Mrs. ----'s pocket an hour ago. It is
a clear case. He didn't even try to give them the slip," and he set the
sheep upon the table and laid the letter beside it.
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