the wall there, when something unusual about the room caused him to pause.
Hanging over the back of a chair in the middle of the room was a man's coat. On the chair rested a small square box, which was wide open. On the floor near the chair lay a bracelet and a diamond ring!
"Hullo, what does this mean?" he exclaimed.
Turning to the table he saw that the lamp was lit, although it was bright daylight in the room. He looked around, and in one corner of the apartment discovered a deep and dark closet, the door of which stood wide open.
"They probably lit the lamp to find something in the closet," thought Franklin. He picked up the jewelry and placed the bracelet on the table.
"It's a careless way to leave jewelry lying about," muttered the young electrician to himself, as he examined the diamond ring. "I thought Mrs. Mace looked like a more careful woman."
To all appearances the diamond ring was a valuable one, and after a look at it the youth placed both it and the bracelet on the jewel casket, for the box on the chair was nothing else.
Then Franklin opened the door and brought in the alarm. He was just about to set the clock-like machine on the table when a sudden thought flashed through his mind.
Could it be possible that Andrew Gresson had been up in that room?
