"Yes," I said.
"Look in it," he said to the officer.
"There is nothing there but my personal property," I said.
"All the same we must look," the D.I. said to me, as he went down to his knees beside the officer.
JOSEPH PLUNKETT
They gave it a rather cursory examination. Then they opened the wardrobe and looked into it, glanced into the drawers of the bureau. My heart almost stopped beating when they came near the bed. What should I do if they told me to rise? But they only looked under it, and passed out into the sitting room adjoining my bedroom. After they had examined the room they went downstairs again. I could hardly believe my luck. I was silently congratulating myself when I heard their heavy steps on the stairs again.
They came into the room again. The D.I. said, as he poured the rays of his lamp on my face, "We have found something downstairs which made us come up here to look again." I did not say anything in reply, only lay there and wondered to myself if they had found the revolver on the girl and if she had told them to whom it belonged. The military man was down on his knees at my suitcase once more.
"Did you say that there was nothing here but your personal property?" asked the D.I. as he knelt down beside him.