“Let us go to your hotel. When Miss Isabella Porter calls on you to-morrow, tell her that you could not find the package.”
“I’d like to know how she learned about it.”
“That we will find out all in good time.”
“I will put these papers away in a safe place.”
“Do so.”
It was quite late when the detective and Wright reached the hotel.
Carter recovered the wrapper which had been outside of the package. He sealed the documents up in an envelope, and had the bundle locked up in the hotel safe.
When he reached his house, an hour later, he did not retire to rest.
As soon as he locked the door of his sanctum, he proceeded to change his clothing.
In a quarter of an hour he had changed his appearance so completely that his most intimate acquaintance could not have recognized him.