The tin box, which had little or nothing of interest, was unfastened.
The other locks needed very little attention.

Without any difficulty Mansus opened both.

The leaf of the bureau, when let down, formed the desk, and piled up inside was a whole mass of letters opened and unopened, accounts, note-books and all the paraphernalia which an untidy man collects.
Letter by letter, T.X.went through the accumulation without finding anything to help him.

Then his eye was attracted by a small tin case thrust into one of the oblong pigeon holes at the back of the desk.

This he pulled out and opened and found a small wad of paper wrapped in tin foil.
"Hello, hello!" said T.X., and he was pardonably exhilarated..