Adin Woods held a brief conference with the constable, then he led the
way up stairs, followed immediately by Rodney, while the constable kept
a little behind.

"His room is No. 9," said the bell boy.

The agent paused before the door of No. 9, and knocked.

"Come in!" said a voice.

The agent opened the door, and entered, accompanied by Rodney. A glance
showed that the occupant answered the description given by the lady in
the car.

Louis Wheeler changed color, for he recognized both the agent and
Rodney.

"What is your business?" he asked in a tone which he tried to make
indifferent.

"That," answered Woods, pointing to the jewel casket on the bureau.

It looked to him as if Wheeler, if that was his name, had been trying to
open it.

"I don't understand."

"Then I will try to make things clear to you. You have, doubtless by
accident" he emphasized the last word, "taken from the car a casket
belonging to my young friend here."