He hastily told his suspicions to the count and they ran upstairs together.

Opening the door quickly, they found the prisoner with the casket in one hand and the watch in the other.

There was an odor of burnt paper in the room.
The count immediately opened the window and called for the police.

C.
No.

14 was just passing, and in marvelously quick time he ran upstairs.
"This man has gotten into my room on false pretences," said the count.
"He is a stranger to me.