“Jim’s in the next room,” said Joe, as Mabel removed her hat and fluffed her hair. “I’ll just tell him you’re here.”
He went to the door and knocked.
There was no answer.
“That’s queer,” remarked Joe. “I know he wasn’t planning to go out anywhere.”
He tried the door. It was locked.
He had a key to it, however, and with a little feeling of apprehension he fitted it into the lock, turned it, and went in.
The next moment he uttered a shout that brought Mabel flying into the room.
CHAPTER XXV
THE JINX
On the floor lay Jim. The letter that he had been reading had fallen from his hand. He had slipped from the chair and lay crumpled up in a heap.