"But how am I to do it?" asked Roswell. "Didn't I tell you that it was kept locked, and that Mr. Baker took the key?"
"I can't say you are very smart. Roswell," said Ralph, a little contemptuously.
"Tell me what you mean, then."
"What is easier than to get a key made that will fit the drawer? All you'll have to do is to take an impression of the lock with sealing-wax, and carry it to a locksmith. He'll make you a key for two shillings."
"I don't know," said Roswell, undecidedly. "I don't quite like to do it."
"Do just as you please," said Ralph; "only if I carry you to the theatre I expect you to return the compliment."
"Well, I'll think of it," said Roswell.
"There is another way you can do," suggested Ralph, who was full of evil suggestions, and was perhaps the most dangerous counsellor that Roswell could have had at this time.
"What is it?"