Heath had been eyeing Vance with narrowed lids as the latter bent over the dressing table. "What's in your mind, Mr. Vance?" he, in turn, asked.
"Oh, more than you could ever guess," Vance answered lightly. "But just at the moment I was toying with the idea that this steel case was never torn open by that wholly inadequate iron poker, what?"
Heath nodded his head approvingly. "So you, too, noticed that, did you? And you're dead right. That poker might've twisted the box a little, but it never snapped that lock."
He turned to Inspector Moran. "That's the puzzler I've sent for 'Prof' Brenner to clean up - if he can. The jimmying of that jewel case looks to me like a high-class professional job. No Sunday school superintendent did it."
(from The "Canary" Murder Case, by S. S. Van Dine)
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