"You see, old Ames himself didn't send the package," went on Zeph. "It was brought to the house by a fellow who had hired a team from Ames one day last week. Dunno who he is, dunno where he lives, but I can describe him, if you are interested."
"I am interested, very much so," assented Ralph.
Zeph went on to describe the person he had alluded to. By the time he had concluded, it was evident to Ralph that the sender of the package was Ike Slump.
The young fireman took Zeph back to the house but did not enter it himself.
"I will be back soon, Zeph," he said, "I have some business down town."
Ralph went at once to the home of Bob Adair.
"Want to see me, Fairbanks?" questioned the brisk, wide-awake railroad detective, as Ralph was shown into the room where he was busily engaged in packing a satchel.
"Yes, Mr. Adair, about the silk robbery."
"Oh, that mystery," nodded the detective. "I spent two days on it, and didn't find a clew."
"I had one, but failed to find you," explained Ralph. "I'll tell you all about it now."
"Quick work, then, Fairbanks," went on Adair,
