letter-files were ransacked. His desk was broken open, and papers
of some nature had been taken out of it. Thorough is no name for
the job. Isn't that enough to arouse suspicion?"

"I should like to see that safe," was all Kennedy said.

"So you shall, so you shall," said Mr. Andrews. "Then we may
retain you in our service? My car is waiting down-stairs. We can
go right down to Maiden Lane if you wish."

"You may retain me on one condition," said Craig without moving.
"I am to be free to get at the truth whether it benefits or hurts
the company, and the case is to be entirely in my hands."

"Hats on," agreed Mr. Andrews, reaching in his vest pocket and
pulling out three or four brevas. "My chauffeur is quite a
driver. He can almost beat the subway down."

"First, to my laboratory," interposed Craig. "It will take only a
few minutes."

We drove up to the university and stopped on the campus while
Craig hurried into the Chemistry Building to get something.

"I like your professor of criminal science;" said Andrews to me,
blowing a huge fragrant cloud of smoke.

I, for my part, liked the vice-president. He was a man who seemed
thoroughly to enjoy life, to have most of the good things, and a
capacity for getting out of them all that was humanly possible.