searched her one little bookcase

"It is awfully kind of you to take this interest, doctor," said the girl, putting out her hands to him, "it was just like you." "Is there anything I can do?" he asked earnestly. "You can depend upon me to the last shilling if any trouble arises out of this." "No trouble will arise out of it," she said. "Mr. White thinks that I have stolen money and that that money is hidden in the flat--by the way, who told you that I had been accused?" For a moment he was taken aback; then: "I saw the police officers go into your flat. I recognized them, and as they were accompanied by White, and you had been dismissed this morning, I drew my own conclusions." It was at this moment that the detective came back from the bedroom. "There's nothing there," he said. Mr. White opened his eyes to their fullest extent. "In the bottom drawer of the bureau?" he asked incredulously. "Neither in the bottom drawer nor the top drawer," said the detective. "Have you found anything, Fred?" "Nothing," said the other man. "Have a look behind those pictures." They turned up the corners of the carpets, searched her one little bookcase, looked under the tables, an unnecessary and amusing proceeding in the girl's eyes till the detective explained with that display of friendliness which all policemen show to suspected persons whom they do not at heart suspect, it was not an uncommon process for criminals to tack the proceeds of bank-note robberies to the underside of the table. "Well, miss," said the detective at last, with a smile, "I hope we haven't worried you very much. What do you intend doing, sir?" He addressed White. "Did you search the bottom drawer of the bureau?" said Mr. White again. "I searched the bottom drawer of the bureau, the top drawer and the middle drawer," said the detective patiently. "I searched the back of the bureau, the trinket-drawer, the trinket-boxes----" "And it was not there?" said Mr. White, as though he could not believe his ears.