"I don't see why you should search us," put in Tom, hotly. "It's an
outrage, to my way of thinking."

"You had better let him make a search," came from Captain Putnam. "Then
he will see that he has made a mistake."

"All right, search me all you please," said Sam.

"I am of Tom's opinion, that it is an outrage," said Dick.
"Nevertheless, he can search me if he wishes."

"Let us retire to yonder barn, out of the sight of the battalion," said
Captain Putnam.

The constable and Aaron Fairchild were willing, and all walked to the
barn in question.

"You can look at that first," said Dick, and unbuttoning his coat he
took it off and handed it to the constable.

Josiah Cotton dove into one pocket after another, bringing out various
articles which were Dick's private property.

"Any o' these yours?" he asked the jeweler.

"Can't say as they are, Josiah," answered Aaron Fairchild. "Go on
a-huntin'. Maybe somethin' is in the linin'."

"There is!" shouted the constable, running his hand over the padding.