The earl had hung his coat from a nail just behind the door.
Ralph saw it, and at once began to search the pockets. He only glanced carelessly at the bed, for he felt sure that the potion had done its work, and that both his guests were asleep.
In the side pocket he found the wallet. He uttered an ejaculation of satisfaction, and quickly transferred it to his own pocket.
He could not very well examine it in the darkness. But he could tell from the feeling that it was well filled, and naturally concluded that the contents represented a large sum of money.
Having got what he wanted, he withdrew as quietly as he came, carefully shutting the door behind him.
When he had gone, Scott broke the silence.
"What will he do when he discovers that the wallet is stuffed with waste paper?"
"Probably he will be angry, and feel that he has been defrauded."
Scott laughed.
"Do you think he will make us another visit?"