"That's what I wondered. It didn't look just right." "Why didn't it look just right!" "Well, it didn't sort of seem to match up with him." "Diamond!" "Might have been." "How was he dressed?" "I don't remember. I didn't pay much attention to him except the pin." He grinned again. "I couldn't get my eyes off it." "Was he in the store when you went in?" "Yes, talking to Tom." "Tom Grier?" "Yes." "Hm!" The Chief exchanged glances with one of the detectives. "If Tom Grier'd work more and talk less he'd be a mighty rich man. What were they talking about when you went in?" "Oh, just about the regimental rally." Again the detectives exchanged glances. "You say you'd never seen this fellow before? Did he have a badge on, or button or anything? Lot of strangers in town, you know. Hotel's full of 'em. Think he was one of the veterans!" The chauffeur shook his head. "Oh, no," he said, contemptuously. "He wasn't one of them." The Chief eyed the chauffeur sharply. "Why not!" he snapped. "Oh, I don't know," returned the harrassed James. "Like the pin, I guess. He didn't match up." "Didn't impress you favorably, eh?" "Didn't impress me at all." "Well, if he wanted information, about anything, from politics to bee-raisin', he couldn't have picked out a better man than Tom Grier," put in the detective. "You say you always deal at Tom's?" asked the Chief. "Buy our supplies for the car there." "Leave your car outside his store or down on the Square?" "Outside his store." "Then this bird probably knew you dealt there." "But I don't see what--" The Chief interrupted. "Call Tom up," he said, turning to the detective. "Get him out of bed. Find out who that fellow was, if he knows, and get a line on their conversation. Get his description, anyhow." The servants, all but the chauffeur, were dismissed, and while the detective was occupied at the telephone the chief persuaded Wayne, who had been pacing the floor, to sit down for a few minutes and talk with him. He wanted to know if Wayne had any enemies, if anyone had ever threatened him in any way. "I never had anyone threaten me in my life--but once," exclaimed Wayne, "and that was over in France." "Tell me about it." "I can't!" Wayne exclaimed, irritably. "Not now. It hasn't anything to do with this affair. All I want now is to find my baby. While we're wasting time here she may be killed." He pressed his hands to his throbbing temples and started to rise but the Chief put his hand upon his arm and detained him.