“Yes, they’re all in the plot,” Doris cried.
Henry did not deny the charge this time. Instead, he made a sudden dash for the door. Marshmallow and Dave were too quick for him, however, and caught him roughly by the arms.
“Oh, no, you don’t,” Dave said grimly, forcing him back. “You’ll stay here until we’re through with you.”
“What’s he been up to?” Jake demanded gruffly.
“He took some valuable papers belonging to the Misses Gates,” Doris declared. “Kitty and I are sure he put them into his suitcase, intending to get away some time today before the loss was discovered.”
“Let’s have a look at that suitcase, then,” Jake directed.
“I’ll get it,” Doris cried.
She and Kitty hurried up to the third floor and entered the Sully apartment. Etta was sleeping and they did not awaken her, but quickly took the suitcase from beneath the bed and carried it downstairs.
Removing the articles of clothing, Doris took out the two envelopes and handed them to Iris. She ripped them open and brought to light negotiable oil bonds, an important deed, and several other papers.
“I’m glad we have them back,” she sighed in relief, “but I can’t understand why any one would wish to steal them.”