I haven't the slightest confidence in Thatcher's detective work, and the long arm of coincidence has to grasp something firmer than my pitiful little book to convince me." Dan shook his head.
"He doesn't need the book, Mr.Ware.

I've seen the documents in the case.

Most of the evidence is circumstantial, but you remember what your friend Thoreau said about circumstantial evidence--something to the effect that it's sometimes pretty convincing, as when you find a trout in the milk." "But has Thatcher found the trout ?" "Well, no; he hasn't exactly found the trout, but there's enough, there's altogether too much!" ended Dan despairingly.

"The caucus doesn't meet again till to-morrow night, when Thatcher promises to show his hand.

I'm going to put in the time trying to persuade Ramsay to come round." "You might take it yourself, Dan," suggested Mrs.Ware.
"Oh, I'm not eligible; I'm a little shy of being old enough! And besides, I couldn't allow Ramsay to prove himself a better patriot than I am.