"You will understand better when you read the contents of that wallet which I was endeavouring to remove to a place of safety." Tarling picked up the wallet from the table and looked at it.
"I shall see the contents of this wallet to-morrow," he said.

"Locks will present very little difficulty--" "You can read the contents to-night," said Milburgh smoothly, and pulled from his pocket a chain, at the end of which dangled a small bunch of keys.

"Here is the key," he said.

"Unlock and read to-night." Tarling took the key in his hand, inserted it in first one tiny lock and then in the other.

The catches snapped open and he threw back the flap.
Then a hand snatched the portfolio from him and he turned to see the girl's quivering face and read the terror in her eyes.
"No, no!" she cried, almost beside herself, "no, for God's sake, no!" Tarling stepped back.