As he spoke, the door of Anton’s room opened, and the young man and the maid looked out.
“What’s wanted?” asked Anton.
“You are wanted in the parlor, both of you,” replied Nick. “Go on, little girl, and tell your mistress to come.”
“What does this mean?” asked Bernice.
“Come to the parlor and find out,” replied Nick, stepping to the door of the room occupied by Charley and knocking on the panels.
“Wake up, Charley,” he cried, “and come to the parlor. Your diamonds have been found. Oh, you are dressed!” added Nick, opening the door. “I thought you went to bed to get some sleep!”
“Sleep!” cried the young man; “I have been watching that door all night!”
He pointed to Anton’s door.
“You have?” cried Anton. “Why should you watch my door?”
“Never mind that,” said Nick. “The truth is out, and the story will be told in the parlor. You watched the wrong door, Charley.”