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Chapter NumberII (continued).
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Full Date1895-01-26
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Newspaper TitleWestern Star and Roma Advertiser (Toowoomba, Qld. : 1875 - 1948)
Trove TitleThe Great Ruby Robbery: A Detective Story
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A Detective Story.

(By Grant Allen).

CH&PïER II (continued).

Thë detective pricked up his ears.nj^ßjb was 'engaged already in ¿jJaucinc casually round theroom. He moved a boutït

like a conjurer, with quiet s t ejjsand slow. " He doesn't get on one's

remarked^ approvingly, itraa ¿uûâpïfpne to her friend ; then s'3R^ff3^,|áIpuáí:

" What's you name.

The detective ^•as,ri^ag^^a^'íian^i kerchief on the dressmg-fepe at the sïdè. He turned wund.Tibl^^^ftGi^wi madam,'' he an|jwjfija,^*#ÍJfr'gÍ«tói* át the zitL and .gßmgßtf;witlíMs occupation.

"The Perais interposed, 4ra%^a ^iuddfe». ; MI ased =to

"^íe_iasefi¿, as remedies," the de t^S?-:^^efc'MÄi«.-qoiefcj5iaüe ; " but nobody likes m » ' he relapsed con

ies more, -search

have to" do," he , ... . aperioritv, stand ing nowbythe window, with one hand in -Z? P°ckefc, " la . satisfy ourselves whether or not there has really, at all, ween a robbery. We must look through the Iroom VrelL and see you haven't left öie »Qhies lyiug' about loóse somewhere.

kaPPen- We're con

stantly 'called m tó investigate a case, yh^:ffiL9Pte> Patter of aJady'scare : ,^y^Ä.Se?siß.flared op. A daughter

otthe.grelit republic ins't accustomed to fcedoubted like a mere European woman.

I m quite .sure rl; took them off," she said, "and .put them back in the jewel case. Of that I'm just confident. There isn t^a doubt possible."

Gregpry^edoabled his search in-all likely and" anlikely places. "1 should say that settles the matter," he answered blandly. -"Kinr experience is that when ever ajady^s perfectly certain, beyondthe possibility of doubt, she put a thing away safely, - at s^absolutely sure to turn un where ßhe didn't-pui it.'* ' • ' ^ • __Persis »answered him never a word Jier ¡manners had not that repose that stamps .thè eastë óf Teré de Vere; so to preventanoutbreak, she took refuge in Browning^' ? 6

Gregory, nothing abashed, searched ï001?1, thoroughly, up and down,

Eintest regard' to Persis's feelings.,- he wás a detective, he said, and his business was first of all to unmask ?^eVir1?eSpeçtive of circumstance. Lady Maclure stood by, meanwhile, with the lmperturbable JBertha. Mr. Gregory investigated every hole and cranny like a manjwho wiBhes to let the world see for itself £ he performs a disagreeable duty with unflinching thoroughness. When he had finished, he turned to. Lady Maclure fcWn DM^.nf y0U P,ease'" he ¿aid, bfcndly, ; fce ü proceed to. investigate the

the servants5 boxtes."

«î*£ï .Ma,clare.>«köa at her maid.

-f1?\"£°downstairs, and 'se® that nbne:o£ tbe other serraiits come up, meanwhile, to their bedrooms." Ladv Maclure was not quité to the manner born, and had never acquired the hateful aristocratic -Mbit; of !¿aUing : women ser vants ©y^tneir sornàfties.only,

interposed. -««.No

no, . tie-'^aid, Sharply. "This young woman had better stop .here with Miss Men^üe^tncriy . under her eye-till Tve Searched thé boxes. For if I . find nothing^ there, it niay perhaDs be my dis agreeable duty, by-and-by, to call in a

lemale detective to search her."

14 Waf, £,a.dy Maclure's iurn to flare up now. Why, this is my ó%n maíd," she BMd, m a chilly'tone, and IVe eveiy con

fidence mjxet çiiK r Í ' Íí.

"Very sorry for that "my 'lady," Mr Gregory responded/ in a most official

œ " Caches us.

that aktíeVéeia person in the case whom nobody ever dreams of suspecting, that persons the one wlio has committed the

robbery." -ÄiiH'iO "im i "

«0v+T'hyi T0*'-1 ,be susPecting myself disgust Siaclure cned, with some

e last person

m th^wld-Iahouidthinköf suspecting,''

the detechve^Qswered. ^ithadeíeréntial, n0'*"3 Previous speech, ?was to-£ay the lea&Wf 11 equivocal

-F®,™1? ,b.e?f? to get annoyed. She ^ ^ T H , ß look of1 that' girl

?¥ stÜi; she was there as Lady Manure's .guésV and she couldn't expose her,; hostess to discomfort on her

account.. ? ,/• ?

" The gipltóalí !j¿£¿; bie searched," ¿hé put in; ^mg hot.' "I don't care a cent whether I lose the wrethed stones or not. Compared with hónian dignity, what are they worth ? Not five minuté


" They're worth jùst seven years," Mr. , Gregory answered, ÏÂprofessional i defimteuess » And 'as to searching,

- F- ? your hands ñow. This

apauSdu^e- to ^charge

í í"Ue least mind, being searched, Bertha1 put in obligingly, with an a:^?^1"f1ffere"ce- " You can search ™8 like—when you've got a warrant

. for it. • . • . .V

T Tif:^e3tire looked up sharply ; so also Persis. This ready acquaintance with tjiejiberty of die sú'bject in criminal cases impressed her unfavorably Ah 1' we'll see about that," Mr. ' Gregory answerMv _with a cool smile: "Mean whiler Lady Maclure. TH have a look at

the boxes. ,


Thte search (strictly fllegal) brought out nothing. ' -Mr; Gregory returned to Persis's bedroom,^ tîisconsolàté. t' You can leave ^.e, ro°íllJ .^e said tó Bertha ; and Bertha glidetrbyt. " I've' sot another man out ei?f te .teep, a constant eye on her," he

added in explanation.

; time Persis had almost made

her mind up as to who . was the culprit : ' but she said-nothing overt, for Lady Maclure's áá^,;:tó tge detective. As for that îaimovâbÏB ^fficîal, ; he began asking questions—some pf them, Pérsis thought, almost bordering on She personal. Where lmd she Ipeeii last-night ?: Wis she sore

i -â=reaj y worn the rabies ? How did ?he,Jge ^ome ? Was she certain she rkÄrff? d the maî,i help her un dress V* Wlio came back with her in the


To all thÉse'quWtïons,-rapi flly fired off Wltt ^rpsa-ejauammg acuteness. Persia answg^. m |he direct A merican fashion; She ^sure^liad the.rabies on when she came home to Hampstead, because bir JustuKiiPyoa©, who cáme back- with . iente^ly into iis jpprk oi

^ia, jâ.ç^lçn airofsi

! her in his sister's carneé; fiaâ^"noticed

them the last thing, áiid bad told lier to ! "take Ç3.VG ¿ïlGlïl»- «; ? . _j

J At mention of^jäp^me th^ßtective

; Broiled «Iiüle is

i stocfc-i"-trade to a detective!) "<)h, Sir

Justin 0 Byrne 1" lié .repeated, with quiet self-constraint. H¿ came back with you m tïie:^antM^ë; ^Kliën?;T AÍ® xïid he sit t ho eaime ¡sidje with you ?"

_ ^I^%.M¿eluregrewindignánt (that was M5- vP^oiy's coe)^ "Really, sir," she Said,; -angrily, *' if you're going to suspect gentlemen in Sir Justin's position, we sbáll none of ius be safe from you."

? I : *f J^e "law," Mr. Gregory replied, with an air•-of.^profound deference, "is no ..respecter qfpersons."

•-il "®tifcit ought -to bè of characters," lady Maclure : cried, warmly. " What's the good of having a: blameless character, I should liketo'know, if—if—-—"

" If it- doesn't allow you to commit a robbery with impunity?" the detective interposed, finishing her sentence .his own way.; **Well, well, that's true. That's perfectly triue—but Sir Justin's character,

you see, can hardly be called blameless." "

" He'6 à gentleman," Persia cried, with •flashing eyes, turning round upon, the : officer ; " and he's quite incapable of such a mean and despicable crime as you dare to suspect him of."

" Ohj I see," the officer answered, like one to . whom a welcome ray of light breaks suddenly through a great darkness. " Sir Justin's a friend of yours ! Did he cöme into the porch with you ?"

I " He did," Persis answered, flushing

crimson ; " and if you have the insolence to bring a charge against him "

" Calm yourself, madam," the detective : replied, coolly. "I do nothing of the sort—at this stage of the proceedings. It's possible there may bave been no

robbery in., the „case at all. We must ! keep our minds -open for the present to every possible' alternative. It's—it's ; a delicate matter to hint at ; büt before we go any further— do you think, perhaps, Sir Justin may have carried the rubies away by mistake, entangled in his clothes ? —say, for example, his coat-sleeve ?"

It was a loophole for escape ; but Persis didn't jump at it. ,*

" He had liever the opportunity,11 'she

answered, with a. flush. "-And I know i quite well they wèrè there on my néck ; when he left me, for the last thing he. me was, looking up at this very wiudow : * That balcony's awfully con

.venient for a. burglary. Mind you take ; good care of the Remanet rubies.' And I remembered what he'd said when I took them off last night ; • and that's what makes me so sure I really had them."

" And you slept with the window open !"

the detective went on, still smiling to ! himself. " Well, here we have all the materials, to be sure, for a first-class

mystery !" i


For some days more, nothing further turned up of importance about the Great Ruby Robbery. It got into the papers, of course, as everything does nowadays, and all London was talking of it; Persis found herself quite famous as the American lady who had lost her Jewels.' Pëople poiuted her out in the park ; people stared at her hard -through their opera glasses at the theatre. Indeed, the .pos session of the celebrated Remanet rubies had never made her Jialf so conspicuous in the world as the loss of them made

her. It was almost worth while losing them, Persis thought, to be so much made of as she was in society in consequencé. All the world knows a young. lady must be somebody when she can offer a reward of five hundred pounds for the recovery of gew-gaws valued at six thousand.

Sir Justin met her in the Row one day. "Then you don't go to Paris for a while yet—until you get them back ?" he in quired very low.

And Persis answered, blushing, " No,

Sir Justin ; not yet ; and—I'm almost, glad of it."

" No, you don't mean that !" the young man cried with perfect boyish ardour, " Well, 1 confess, Miss Remanet, the first thing I thought myself when I read it in the Times was just the very same : 'Then, after all, she won't go yet to

Paris ' "

Persis looked np at him from her pony with American franknesB. " And I," she said, quivering, "I found anchor in Browning. For what do you think I

read ?

. '.And learn to rate a true man's heart Farsbove rubies.' ¡ ¡ :

The book opened at the very place ; and

títere I found anchor !"

" But 'when Sir Justin went round to his rooms that same evening bis servant said to him, A .gentleman was inquiring , for ybu. here this afternoon,, sir. A close shaven gentleman. Not- very pre possessin'. And it seemed to "me some how, sir, as if he was. trying to pump mè."

Sir Justin's face was grave. He went to his bedroom àt once. He knew what that man wanted ; and he turned straight to his wardrobe, looking "hard at the dress coat he-had worn on the eventful évening. Things may cling to a sleeve, don't you know—or be entangled in a cuff—or get casually into a pocket ! Or someone may put them there.

. {To tie continued.)