"Yes," returned Marsh, easily. "I never lose any time, and this room naturally should be looked over."
"And this gentleman with you?" questioned Hunt.
"Detective Sergeant Morgan—Mr. Hunt," introduced Marsh. "Morgan is conducting the police investigation." Then he added, with a wink at Hunt. "We met downstairs and I thought we might as well look things over at the same time."
"I see," said Hunt, smiling. "Have you discovered anything?"
"Nothing to which I can attach any great importance at this time," replied Marsh.
"I thought I would come up and look things over," explained Hunt, as he strolled over to the desk and ran his fingers through the papers. The two men watched him with keen attention.
"Seems to be nothing here outside of personal correspondence," said Hunt, turning around.
"Yes," Morgan answered, "those letters appear to be of a very ordinary character. As far as I can see, there is nothing there that would help us."
"I presume you are working along other lines also?" inquired Hunt.
"Surely," said Morgan. "We have several men on the case now."