The Strand Magazine, Vol. 07, Issue 42, June, 1894: An Illustrated MonthlyVarious
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The Strand Magazine, Vol. 07, Issue 42, June, 1894: An Illustrated Monthly
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English literature -- Periodicals; Short stories, English -- Periodicals
"That is the case. It is an inner room, or, rather, a room parallel
with the other, and communicating with it; just as your own room is,
which we have just left."
"But then, you say you never left your office, and yet the drawings
vanished--apparently by some unseen agency--while you were there, in
the room?"
"Let me explain more clearly." The cab was bowling smoothly along
the Strand, and the engineer took out a pocket-book and pencil. "I
fear," he proceeded, "that I am a little confused in my explanation--I
am naturally rather agitated. As you will see presently, my offices
consist of three rooms, two at one side of a corridor, and the other
opposite: thus." He made a rapid pencil sketch.
[Illustration]
"In the outer office my men usually work. In the inner office I work
myself. These rooms communicate, as you see, by a door. Our ordinary
way in and out of the place is by the door of the outer office leading
into the corridor, and we first pass through the usual lifting flap in
the barrier. The door leading from the _inner_ office to the corridor
is always kept locked on the inside, and I don't suppose I unlock it
once in three months. It has not been unlocked all the morning. The
drawer in which the missing drawings were kept, and in which I saw them
at ten o'clock this morning, is at the place marked D--it is a large
chest of shallow drawers, in which the plans lie flat."
"I quite understand. Then there is the private room opposite. What of
that?"
"That is a sort of private sitting-room that I rarely use, except for
business interviews of a very private nature. When I said I never
left my office I did not mean that I never stirred out of the inner
office. I was about in one room and another, both the outer and the
inner offices, and once I went into the private room for five minutes,
but nobody came either in or out of any of the rooms at that time, for
the door of the private room was wide open and I was standing at the
book-case (I had gone to consult a book), just inside the door, with a
full view of the doors opposite. Indeed, Worsfold was at the door of
the outer office most of the short time. He came to ask me a question."
"Well," Hewitt replied, "it all comes to the simple first statement.
You know that nobody left the place or arrived, except the postman, who
couldn't get near the drawings, and yet the drawings went. Is this your
office?"
The cab had stopped before a large stone building. Mr. Dixon alighted
and led the way to the first floor. Hewitt took a casual glance round
each of the three rooms. There was a sort of door in the frame of
ground glass over the barrier, to admit of speech with visitors. This
door Hewitt pushed wide open, and left so.
He and the engineer went into the inner office. "Would you like to ask
Worsfold and Ritter any questions?" Mr. Dixon inquired.
"Presently. Those are their coats, I take it, hanging just to the right
of the outer office door, over the umbrella stand?"
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