Every document seemed to be scanned and as rapidly discarded.

At last he found something which interested him.
He held it up and paused in his search.

Laverick heard a little breath come though his teeth, and with a thrill he recognized the paper as one which he had torn from a memorandum tablet and upon which he had written down the address which Mademoiselle Idiale had given him.

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses replaced the paper where he had found it.

Evidently he had done with the writing-table.
He moved swiftly over to the safe and stood there listening for a few seconds.