For a moment she had sunk on her bed as if she were going to faint; then she had rushed out into the corridor, just as she was, screaming for the manager and the police.
When the pretty chambermaid had retired, Fullaway took up the box from which the missing property was believed to have been abstracted.

He examined it with seeming indifference, yet he announced its particulars and specifications with business-like accuracy.
"Well--this chest, cabinet, or box," he observed carelessly.

"Let us look at it.

Here, gentlemen, we have a piece of well-made work.

It is--yes, eighteen inches square all ways.