A man is accused of having stolden some cash and bonds and turns to the Black Widowers in the hope that they can clear his good name and prove that he’s telling the truth when he asserts that he didn’t take the cash or the bonds—and they manage to find the real thief a little more decisively than he would like.

Another solid Black Widower mystery whose one flaw is the introduction of limericks based on the Illiad, something which Asimov (thankfully) drops before it gets completely out of hand.

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	Tales of the Black Widowers