"Three five-pound notes--I've proved that they're those which poor Kitely got at the bank yesterday.

A number of letters--chiefly about old books, antiquarian matters, and so forth--some scraps of newspaper cuttings, of the same nature.

And this bit of a memorandum book, that fits that empty pocket-book we found, with pencil entries in it--naught of any importance.

Look 'em over, if you like, Mr.Brereton.I make nothing out of 'em." Brereton made nothing out either, at first glance.

The papers were just what the superintendent described them to be, and he went rapidly through them without finding anything particularly worthy of notice.