And then, after two of the one-time friendly quartet had become only a past memory, the remaining two, Eunice and Mason Elliott, found happiness and joy.

“One of our biggest cases, F. Stone,” said Fibsy, one day, reminiscently.

“It was, indeed, Fibs; and you did yourself proud.”

“Great old scheme!  Perfect alibi—­unknown human fly—­bolted doors—­all the elements of a successful crime—­if he hadn’t slipped up on that Raspberry jam!”