“I thought it might be when Mr. Goodnow showed it to me,” said Redwood in an even tone, “but Mr. Goodnow and I agreed that it would be well to investigate. Therefore I went to your room.”
“When, sir?”
“This morning.”
“Then it is all right, for I am sure you found nothing.”
“On the contrary, Ropes, I found that the statement made in the letter was true. On your bed was a bundle containing one of the cloaks taken from our stock.”
Rodney’s face was the picture of amazement.
“Is this true?” he said.
“It certainly is. I hope you don’t doubt my word.”
“Did you bring it back with you?”
“No; your worthy landlady was not quite sure whether I was what I represented, and I left the parcel there. However I opened it in her presence so that she can testify what I found.”