Look! They've used the wrong ink-pad! Can't you see that there's violet upon it, while we always use the black pad!" I took it in my hand, and there, sure enough, I saw traces of violet ink upon it--the ink of the pad for the date-stamp upon the Consul's table.
"Then some document has been stamped and sealed!" I gasped.
"Yes.

And my signature forged to it, no doubt.

They've fabricated some certificate or other which, bearing the stamp, seal and signature of the Consulate, will be accepted as a legal document.

I wonder what it is ?" "Ah!" I said.

"I wonder!" And the three of us looked at each other in sheer bewilderment.
"The reason the papers are all upset is because they were evidently in search of some blank form or other, which they hoped to find," remarked my friend.