“That is very strange,” he said, finally. “I cannot understand it.”
“Now, we must work sharp to beat Blood at his own game,” said Old King Brady. “Who could have access to your room here?”
“Only the maid and landlady,” replied Allerton.
“Unless your next-door neighbor picked the lock.”
“Do you think it?”
“It is likely.”
“I do not even know him beyond the fact that he is a private detective and his name is Scott.”
The detectives winked hard.
“Yes, yes!” said Harry. “Well, such fellows make no trouble in finding their way through any door.”
“Do you think it possible?”