When Squire Bates reached Waterford he drove to the house of Adin Dunham. Dean was standing in the yard. "Please hold my horse, Dean," said the squire pleasantly, "I am going to call upon your uncle." "I don't know whether he can see you, sir," said Dean, doubtfully. "At any rate I can ask. I called on Mr. Marks, from whom your uncle received the money." "Did you learn anything, sir?" "Yes, I learned that the money was paid in fifty-dollar bills—just twenty of them. You can see that this is important. If any one in this neighborhood offers a fifty-dollar bill in payment for any article it should be investigated." "Yes, sir." Dean regarded the squire with a puzzled expression. He seemed to take so much interest in the matter of the robbery, to be so desirous of throwing obstacles in the way of the thief, that Dean began to think his suspicions unwarranted. Yet there was his uncle's description of the robber, and again there was the tell-tale sleeve button in his pocket. "It beats me!" was Dean's conclusion. "Things may clear up, but at present it seems particularly foggy." "Please ask your aunt if I may see Mr. Dunham," said the squire. "I will tie the horse." Dean went in and proffered the request, adding, "Squire Bates has just returned from Rockmount, where he had an interview with the man who gave uncle the money. He says it was all in fifty-dollar bills." "I don't know," said Mrs. Dunham, doubtfully. "Perhaps it may be as well to let the squire go in. We ought to be doin' somethin' to catch the thief, and the squire's a lawyer." So it happened that without notification to Dunham she entered the sick room followed by the squire. "Adin, I've brought Squire Bates to see you," she said soothingly. Instantly Dunham became excited and manifested alarm. "Take him away!" he cried, apparently warding off an attack with his hands. "He is the man that robbed me!" The squire was prepared for this, and he had decided what to do. "What!" he exclaimed in a tone of concern, "is poor Dunham's mind affected?" "Yes, I fear the shock was too much for him," said Mrs. Dunham, sorrowfully. "What in the world should have put such an idea into his head?" "I tell you he is the man that robbed me!" exclaimed Adin Dunham. "I know him by those long teeth. Give me back my thousand dollars, Squire Bates!" he continued piteously. "They were all I had." "Poor man! I am inexpressibly shocked. I see that my presence excites him, and I will go." "I hope you will excuse his words, squire. He doesn't know what he says." "Yes, he does, and he means it too. That man knew I was to bring back a large sum of money, and he lay in wait for me." "I had better go, I think," said the squire nervously. Mrs. Dunham followed him from the room, continuing her apologies.