He replaced the sheet and gazed about the room.
It was decorated and furnished in the same style as the salon downstairs, yet the contrast between the two rooms was remarkable.
Downstairs, in the salon, only a chair had been overturned.

Here there was every sign of violence and disorder.

An empty safe stood open in one corner; the rugs upon the polished floor had been tossed aside; every drawer had been torn open, every wardrobe burst; the very bed had been moved from its position.
"It was in this safe that Madame Dauvray hid her jewels each night," said the Commissaire as Hanaud gazed about the room.
"Oh, was it so ?" Hanaud asked slowly.

It seemed to Ricardo that he read something in the aspect of this room too, which troubled his mind and increased his perplexity.
"Yes," said Besnard confidently.

"Every night Mme.