It was up at the top of the house, in Mr.
Bartholomew Sholto's chemical laboratory. I came at once and had
a look at the place, but I could not see how with my wooden leg I
was to make my way up to it. I learned, however, about a trap-
door in the roof, and also about Mr. Sholto's supper-hour. It
seemed to me that I could manage the thing easily through Tonga.
I brought him out with me with a long rope wound round his waist.
He could climb like a cat, and he soon made his way through the
roof, but, as ill luck would have it, Bartholomew Sholto was
still in the room, to his cost. Tonga thought he had done
something very clever in killing him, for when I came up by the
rope I found him strutting about as proud as a peacock. Very
much surprised was he when I made at him with the rope's end and
cursed him for a little blood-thirsty imp. I took the treasure-
box and let it down, and then slid down myself, having first left
the sign of the four upon the table, to show that the jewels had
come back at last to those who had most right to them. Tonga
then pulled up the rope, closed the window, and made off the way
that he had come.
"I don't know that I have anything else to tell you.
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