"Who did?"
"The doctor, and me, and Watson."
"Where were the keys then?"
"Left in the pocket of his coat, sir; but, as soon as ever he came round a bit and opened his eyes, he asked for them; it was almost the first thing he said."
"And where did you put them?"
"On the table where you saw them, sir, close to his bed. They were there, as far as I know, till you took them away."
"Just after the old master breathed his last," ejaculated Watson.
"Now," said Captain Fortescue, "it seems to me we are getting the question into a very small compass. My father was taken ill early in the morning; for a short time those keys were left in his pocket. How long, Elkington?"
"About an hour, sir, I should say."
"Well, either at that time, or some time during the following night, some one must have gone to the safe and taken out my letter."