But what I can't understand--" "It's as clear as day," insisted the Mistress, stroking a silken head that pressed lovingly against her knee.

"As clear as day.

I was standing in the doorway here when Laddie came pattering up to me and laid a little satchel at my feet.

I opened it, and well, it had everything of value in it that had been in the safe over there.

That and the thief's story make it perfectly plain.