Again the coroner looked gravely at the others, but their faces failed to indicate what import they attached to the boy's statements.
"Lieutenant, is there any other question you desire to ask?"
"No, coroner, I think we'd better adjourn to the private office," said the man addressed.
Entering the merchant's office, the coroner closed the door behind them.
"Lieutenant Britz," he remarked cordially, "I'm glad they sent you up. This looks like a mystery worthy of your talents."
Lieutenant Britz disregarded the implied compliment. He had taken up a position of survey in the center of the room, from which his eyes traveled slowly about the place, studying every inch of the carpet, lingering on the black leather surface of the chairs, covering the wide area of the walls.
"Have you searched the body?" he asked.
"Yes," replied the coroner. "Only a key ring with four keys attached was found in the pockets."
"How about the papers in the desk?"
"Nothing but business papers."