CHAPTER XVI
THE LOCKED SARATOGA
The detective was not yet through.
He wished to find out a few other things connected with the case, through information which Joe alone could give.
When the latter had told his story concerning what had happened at his house on the preceding night, he had touched lightly on the incident of the closet.
The keen detective had however made a mental note of the circumstance, and he was bound to know more of the matter.
“What sort of a closet is it?” he asked.
“Quite a roomy affair.”
“You keep what there?”
“A number of odds and ends, and I believe a large Saratoga trunk.”
“Ah! your wife’s?”