She recognized me as one of the servants and begged me to call a taxi.

I assisted her to the taxi and went back, having only pretended to lock the door." "And having disposed of her," supplied Carl, "you flew up the stairs, applied the key made from the impression--and stole the paper ?" "Yes." "Beautiful!" said Carl softly.

"How cleverly you tricked me!" Themar shrugged.
"It was very simple." Carl smiled.
"Where is the paper now ?" he inquired.
Themar's face darkened.
"When later I looked in the pocket of my coat," he admitted, "the paper had disappeared utterly.

Nor have I found it since.

It is a very great mystery--" "Ah!" said Carl.