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10 only a few valuable vases and bronzes that wouldn't appeal to burglars."

"So he would let himself in with his key, would he?"

"Yes."

"How many keys are there?" "Only his and mine."

By this time they had reached the door of a small house in King Street. The house had been newly built. The bricks were red, the paint was white, and the door was green with dull red copper fittings.

Reggie opened the door, and they passed into a narrow hall and thence to the sitting-room.

Scarcely had Reggie turned the handle when he started back.

"My God!" he whispered, "someone has been here. The light has been turned out!"