He had seen the housekeeper hang the key to the kitchen door on a hook outside. He put on a pair of gloves, took the key, and opened the door. He was always careful not to leave any fingerprints.
A small dog was lying in the kitchen. It stirred, made a noise, and moved its tail in a friendly way.
“All right, Sherry,”Horace said as he passed. All you had to do to keep dogs quiet was to call them by their right names, and show them love.
The safe was in the drawing room, behind a rather poor painting. Horace wondered for a moment whether he should collect pictures instead of books. But they took up too much room