Taking the proper key from his pocket, he fitted it into the lock, and, turning it, the door opened, and he stepped into the adjoining apartment.

It was dark, for Andy had extinguished the gas on going to bed, but the gas from his own room made it sufficiently light for his purpose.

He at once caught sight of Andy's clothes lying on the chair, where he had placed them.

He glanced cautiously at our hero, as he lay extended upon the bed, with one arm flung out, but he saw no reason for alarm.

Quickly he glided to the chair with noiseless step (he had removed his boots, by way of precaution), and thrust his hand into the pocket of the coat.