The key was in the lock; he turned it, and opened the door.

There was a pair of trousers there.

He put his hand into the pocket, and drew forth the identical letter the old gentleman had described! '"Queer sort of thing, this," said Tom Smart, looking first at the chair and then at the press, and then at the letter, and then at the chair again.

"Very queer," said Tom.

But, as there was nothing in either, to lessen the queerness, he thought he might as well dress himself, and settle the tall man's business at once--just to put him out of his misery.
'Tom surveyed the rooms he passed through, on his way downstairs, with the scrutinising eye of a landlord; thinking it not impossible, that before long, they and their contents would be his property.