CLASS DAY

“On picking up the Daily Herald this morning,” said Professor Fordney to his class in criminology, “I was really amazed to read in bold headlines that John Stevens and members of his gang had been caught after a daring bank robbery by Herman Schlitz, an ex-member of our class.

“I thought Stevens had gone straight after I helped him out of the last trouble he was in. That I didn’t keep tabs on him is one on your old Prof. At the head of column ten, where the story was continued from the front page, there was a picture of Stevens that I would never have recognized. The paper stated that his altered appearance was due to plastic surgery, so I can’t really blame myself too much, although I should have recognized those eyes…but then my alibi is that the wired photograph was rather poor!

“It was gratifying to know that one of my pupils was responsible for the arrest and that he showed not only great detective ability, but extreme courage in effecting it. I hope all you lads, when called upon, will rise to an occasion as well,” he continued.

“The peculiar thing is that Stevens had always been a lone wolf and I find it difficult to understand why he, this time, worked as leader of a gang. However, despite Cesare Lombroso’s theory, human nature, criminal or otherwise, can never be definitely, cataloged. I…what’s that…”

“Only this, Professor,” said Bob Wilkerson, jumping up excitedly. “I know that yarn of yours isn’t true. You won’t catch me any more!”

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