"He spoke to me. You will be glad to hear that he has recovered his own
casket of jewels."

Adin Woods smiled.

"He must think you are easily imposed upon," he said, "to believe any
such story. Anything more?"

"He said his friends would be very much surprised to hear that he had
been suspected of theft."

"So he wanted to clear himself with you?"

"Yes; he asked where I was staying."

"I hope you didn't tell him."

"I only said I was at a boarding house on West Fourteenth Street, but
didn't mention the number."

"He thinks you have the casket with you, and that he may get possession
of it. It is well that you stored it at Tiffany's."

"I think so. Now I have no anxiety about it. Do you think he will find
out where we live?"

"Probably, as you gave him a clew. But, Rodney, it is about lunch time,
and I confess I have an appetite. Come and lunch with me."