Entering the suite which had been occupied by the Javanese, he closed the door behind him. He listened, but heard no sound. Going, cautiously into the first rooms, he found them, as he had supposed, quite empty. He passed into the next to the last room—that occupied by Baraka at the time of the fire, in which the oil had been ignited, the one to which Baraka had moved after the theft of the emerald. It was totally dark—even darker than the others, for the shades had been drawn — and his nostrils were filled with a strong odor of charred wood. Striking a match, he went on into the last room of the suite. Here, where the fire had burned fiercest, he found that—owing to the excellent fireproofing of the rooms—the walls and floor were simply charred; the furniture, though attacked by the flames, had
