“I don’t see how.” “Because the _Leader_ is read by a large number of persons. They will see an account of this; they will look over the list of jewelry stolen. Among others who will see it are pawnbrokers, to whom the thieves, it is most likely, will offer the stuff for sale.” “Well?” “No one who reads an account of the crime and a description of the jewelry will be willing to lend any money on it. They will be on the lookout, and as soon as any of the stuff is offered them they will notify the police. Then the officers will come, arrest the men, and your jewelry will be recovered.” “Of course, I didn’t think of that,” said the man. “In that case perhaps we might give you an account of the affair.” “I think it would be best to,” remarked Mr. Newton, with a wink at Larry. “You may follow me,” said the man who had at first objected to the reporter getting any information. “I’ll show you where the thieves got in, and then I’ll give you a list of the things that are missing.” Larry and Mr. Newton followed the man’s lead. He took them through a long hall and to the rear of the house. He stopped at a small window over a porch and said: “There’s where they got in. At least so the police think. There are marks on the window sill.” “So there are,” observed Mr. Newton. “The thieves evidently climbed up the porch pillars,” said the man. “I hardly think so,” returned Mr. Newton. “But the police say so,” spoke the man. “They’re not always right,” responded the reporter. “I would say they climbed that tree and, from the low branch dropped on the roof. Then they opened the window. You can see where the limb has been freshly broken and where leaves and twigs from the branch have fallen on the roof.” “That’s so, I’d never have noticed that,” said the man. “You ought to be a detective.” “I’d rather be a reporter,” said Mr. Newton. “Well, at any rate, they got in,” went on Mr. Robertson, as he said his name was. “Then they proceeded to help themselves and they got considerable. Some of the officers think the thieves had help from the servants or else they would not have gotten in so easily.” “This was not an inside job,” said Mr. Newton thoughtfully. “What makes you think it wasn’t?” “Because if it was the thieves would not go to all the trouble of climbing a tree to drop on a roof, and then force a window. They would have it arranged so they could get in easily. This was an outside job, and the servants knew nothing of it.” “I’m glad to hear you say so,” said Mr. Robertson. “I would not like to think we have dishonest servants. Now, if you will come with me I will give you a list of what is missing.” With a much different manner from that with which he had greeted them Mr. Robertson led the way to a small study. There he gave Mr. Newton a list of all the stolen articles and their value. “We think the men, or man, must have chloroformed us,” Mr. Robertson added. “Why so?”