The captain followed his example.
"Now," he said, in a low, firm whisper, "attend to me and pay particular attention. Walk to that bureau in as few steps as possible. You can stride it in three steps. When you reach the bureau stand with your face toward the lock without moving."
Jem nodded, and, lighted by the lantern which the captain held, he strode to the bureau.
The captain followed him, taking care to tread in the same footprints.
"Now," he said, "I will hold the lantern while you try the lock with this bunch of keys. If you can't manage it, it must be picked."
Jem took the bunch and, selecting a skeleton key of the size required, tried it. But the lock was a good one and defied all his efforts.
Then he went on his knees and in a workmanlike manner picked the lock.
Then the captain commenced searching within the bureau.
"I am looking for a secret drawer," he said.
"Why didn't you say so, then?" said Jem. "There it is," and he touched a spring concealed in a part of the beading. "I knows where they are, right enough. All these old-fashioned 'uns is much alike. Why, dang it!" he added, with deep disgust, "it's empty!"