Instantly he knew that someone had been there.

He stepped to the center of the room, closely scanning each wall and the floor.

He could find no trace of a clue to confirm his belief, yet so intimate was he with the spirit of the place that he knew.
How he knew he could not have told, yet he did know that someone had entered his room, sat on his benches, and walked over his floor.

He was surest around the case.

Nothing was disturbed, yet it seemed to Freckles that he could see where prying fingers had tried the lock.