"Yes," answered Dave. "Now tell me how those fellows looked."
"I can't tell yer that, exactly, fer my eyesight ain't none too good, I git so much smoke an' cinders in 'em from the railroad. But they was kinder young fellers, I think, and putty good educated—not common fellers like me. Somethin' like yerself. An' they was dressed putty good, long overcoats, and soft hats wot was pulled down over their faces."
"Did you hear them speak any names?" asked Officer Anderson.
"Nary a name."
"Have you seen the two men during the last hour or so?" asked Dave.
"No, ain't see 'em since I spotted 'em back of the jewelry factory. That was about seven, or maybe eight o'clock."
"Did they go into the works then?"
"No, they just stood by the back fence talkin'. I thought they had somethin' to do with that new buildin' going up there, so I didn't think nuthin' more about it."
"I see. Well, Joe, I guess you had better come with us for the present," went on Dave. "We'll want your testimony."
"It ain't fair to arrest me!" whined the tramp.
"We won't call it arrest," went on Dave, before the policeman could speak. "You'll be de-
