"Yes. I woke up while he was there."
"What was he doing?"
"Searching for my purse. He was fumbling about the bedclothes at the foot of the bed."
"Was your money there?"
"Yes."
Buffington's face contracted with disappointment. He had been on the brink of success, when Mark, unfortunately for him, awoke.
"And you spoke to him?"
"Yes."
"What then?"
"He sprang for the door, and would have escaped if you had not caught him."