The manager of the business is a Mr.Milburgh." Sir Felix nodded.
"He has been most useful and helpful," he said.

"And certainly, if the vague rumours I have heard have any substantial foundation--namely, that Milburgh is suspected of robbing the firm--then he is assuredly giving us every assistance to convict himself." "You have all the books in your keeping ?" "Absolutely," replied Sir Felix emphatically.

"The last three books, unearthed by Mr.Milburgh himself, came to us only this morning.

In fact, those are they," he pointed to a brown paper parcel standing on a smaller table near the window.

The parcel was heavily corded and was secured again by red tape, which was sealed.
Sir Felix leaned over and pressed a bell on the table, and a clerk came in.
"Put those books with the others in the strong-room," he said, and when the man had disappeared, staggering under the weight of the heavy volumes he turned to Tarling.
"We're keeping all the books and accounts of Lyne's Stores in a special strong-room," he said.