In the dining room, which lay at the back of the hall, we found eight boxes of earth.
Eight boxes only out of the nine which we sought! Our work was not over, and would
never be until we should have found the missing box.
First we opened the shutters of the window which looked out across a narrow stone
flagged yard at the blank face of a stable, pointed to look like the front of a miniature
house. There were no windows in it, so we were not afraid of being overlooked. We did
not lose any time in examining the chests. With the tools which we had brought with us
we opened them, one by one, and treated them as we had treated those others in the
old chapel. It was evident to us that the Count was not at present in the house, and we
proceeded to search for any of his effects.
After a cursory glance at the rest of the rooms, from basement to attic, we came to the
conclusion that the dining room contained any effects which might belong to the Count.
And so we proceeded to minutely examine them. They lay in a sort of orderly disorder
on the great dining room table.
There were title deeds of the Piccadilly house in a great bundle, deeds of the purchase
of the houses at Mile End and Bermondsey, notepaper, envelopes, and pens and ink.
All were covered up in thin wrapping paper to keep them from the dust. There were also
a clothes brush, a brush and comb, and a jug and basin. The latter containing dirty
water which was reddened as if with blood. Last of all was a little heap of keys of all
sorts and sizes, probably those belonging to the other houses.
When we had examined this last find, Lord Godalming and Quincey Morris taking
accurate notes of the various addresses of the houses in the East and the South, took
with them the keys in a great bunch, and set out to destroy the boxes in these places.
The rest of us are, with what patience we can, waiting their return, or the coming of the