"All right then. Well, I thought the whole thing over, and I couldn't make anything out of it at first, because it didn't seem likely that Trent or any of the other fellows in the dormitory had taken it; and then suddenly something Evans told me the day before yesterday made it all clear." "What was that?" "He said that the matron had just given him back his quid, which one of the housemaids had found on the floor by his bed. It had dropped out of his pocket that first night." Scott eyed him fixedly. Pillingshot coyly evaded his gaze. "That was it, was it?" said Scott. Pillingshot nodded. "It was a clue," he said. "I worked on it." End of Project Gutenberg's The Politeness of Princes, by P. G. Wodehouse