But they were not there, and after a vain and anxious search she said to her husband: 'Joe, somebody has stole my things, and 'twas my Indian shawl, too, and gold-headed pin, with the little diamond.' Mrs.Tracy was at once summoned to the scene, and the missing wraps were found in the ladies' room, where Harold had carried them, but the gold-headed shawl-pin was gone and could not be found.
Lucy, the girl in attendance, said, when questioned, that she knew nothing of the pin or Mrs.Peterkin's wraps either, except that on first going up to the room after the lady's arrival, she found Harold Hastings fumbling them over, and that she sent him out with a sharp reprimand.
Harold was then looked for and could not be found, for he had been at home and in bed for a good two hours.

Clearly, then, he knew something of the pin; and Peterkin and his wife said good-night, resolving to see the boy the first thing in the morning, and demand their property.
When the Peterkins were gone, Arthur started at once for his room, but stopped at the foot of the stairs and said to his brother: 'Don't forget to have the carriage at the station at seven o'clock.
Gretchen is sure to be there.' 'All right,' was Frank's reply.
While Mrs.Tracy asked: 'Who is Gretchen ?' If Arthur heard her he made no reply, but kept on up the stairs to his room, where they heard him for a long time walking about, opening and shutting windows, locking and unlocking trunks, and occasionally splashing water over his face and hands.
'Your brother is a very elegant-looking man,' Mrs.Tracy said to her husband as she was preparing to retire.

'Quite like a foreigner, but how bright his eyes are, and they look at you sometimes as if they would see through you and know what you were thinking.

They almost make me afraid of him.' Frank made no direct reply.

In his heart there was an undefined fear which he then could not put into words, and with the remark that he was very tired, he stepped into bed, and was just falling into a quiet sleep when there came a knock upon his door loud enough, it seemed to him, to waken the dead.