There were nine rooms on this floor, two connecting with baths.

In one of these latter rooms he saw a trunk, opened, its contents carelessly scattered about the floor.
One by one he examined the garments, his heart beating quickly.

Not a particle of dust on them; plenty of finger-prints on the trunk.

It had been opened this very night--by one familiar, either at first-hand or by instruction.

He had come for something in that trunk.