"
"If we had only known that," I agreed, "we might have saved what
little there was in that safe for Warrington. But I guess he
didn't keep much there."
"No," answered Garrick, "I don't think he did. All I saw was some
personal letters and a few things he apparently liked to have
around here. I suppose all the really valuable stuff he has was in
a safety-deposit vault somewhere. There was a packet of--it's
gone! What do you think of that?" he exclaimed looking up from the
safe to me in surprise.
"Packet of what?" I asked. "What is gone?"
"Why," replied Garrick, "I couldn't help noticing it when I opened
the safe before, but Warrington had evidently saved every line and
scrap of writing that Violet Winslow had ever given him and it was
all in one of the compartments of the safe. The compartment is
empty!"
Neither of us could say a word. What reason might there be why
anyone should want Warrington's love letters? Was it to learn
something that might be used to embarrass him? Might it be for the
purpose of holding him up for money? Did the robber want them for
himself or was he employed by another? These and a score of other
questions flashed, unanswered, through my mind.
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