Early last evening you took the key and opened the safe---robbed it! You took four five-dollar bills, but they were marked.

This man saw you meet Tip Scammon, saw you pass the money over, and heard a conversation that has filled me with amazement.

So my son has been paying blackmail money for months!" Fred stood staggered, for a few moments.

Then he wheeled fiercely on Scammon.
"You scoundrel, you've been talking about me---telling lies about me," young Ripley uttered hoarsely.
"I hain't told nothing about ye," retorted Tip stolidly.

"But this rich man's cop (detective) nabbed me the first thing this morning.