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He was regarding the lock on the window. Apparently it was
all right; actually it had been sprung so that it was useless.
"Most persons," he remarked, "don't know enough about jimmies.
Against them an ordinary door-lock or window-catch is no
protection. With a jimmy eighteen inches long even an anaemic
burglar can exert a pressure sufficient to lift two tons. Not one
window in a thousand can stand that strain. The only use of locks
is to keep out sneak-thieves and compel the modern scientific
educated burglar to make a noise. But making a noise isn't enough
here, at night. This place with all its fabulous treasures must be
guarded constantly, now, every hour, as if the front door were
wide open."
The bars replaced and the window apparently locked as before,
Craig devoted his efforts to examining the packing cases in the
basement. As yet apparently nothing down there had been disturbed.
But while rummaging about, from an angle formed behind one of the
cases he drew forth a cane, to all appearances an ordinary Malacca
walking-stick.


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