The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1873-04-26

exclaimed in a whisper. "My husband is
in the next room, and is still very ill.,
GA husband, eh o' said the detective.
81 fancy we shall. have to see after him
too Have you anything to say Or will
you come along quiet with me?"
"What do you mean? What do you
want me to say? l know nothing of any
emerald, except"
The detective pulled out a pocket-book,
and opened it.
Mind" he said, "I've cautioned you,
and what you say IL be took down and
used as evidence on your trial.
81 certainly did pledge brooch with
Mr.. Jonas; it might have been emerald
But my husband gave it me before we were
married-and he had had it don't know
how long"
"That's the harticle," replied the detec-
tive. "P'raps we'd better see your hus-
bando'
"But he is ill. He has just had dan
gerous fever. Indeed, have told you all
we know"
"But p'r'aps he may be able to tell US a
little more. dare say he isn't too ill to
put himself Clear
"You suspect my husbrnd of being a
thief" cried out Felicia, firing up with
Indignation.
"That's as may be. Amy way, this here
brooch amt his; leastways it's been claim
ed and identified by this gentleman here"
said the officer, pointing to the stranger
without the caftan. "And there is plenty
of other things, earrings and such like, as
may Or mayn't be his neither. He amt in
no danger if he come by them honestly
"You shall not come here to insult him
perhaps to kill him. He thiefn'
You don't deny your pledged this here
brooch with Mr.. Jonas, in the name of
Mrs. Snow?
"And why not, when it was my own?"
"Feliciar' called out Arthur from with
in She opened the door.
ARTHUR" she said, resolutely, "these
men have come TO charge you with stealing
the brooch with the green stone you gave
me. What they mean, don't know. Tell
them it is your own, and send them away"
"What is the meaning of all this? ' ask
ed Arthur. "There must be some strange
mistake. Who are you?''
"I'm detective answered the officer,
advancing. "This is a constable; this
gentleman is assistant to Mr.. Jonas, pawn
broker; this is Count meski; and
this is Mossioo Gregorius."
"Count Kromeski? Monsieur Gregor-
ius? What the devil-And what have
my wife's trnkets to do with them?''
81 shall caution you, as did Mrs. Snow.
Whatever you say it'll be took down and
used
Mrs. Snow? And who's Mrs. Snow?"
The detective winked at the cnostable,
who showed intelligence stolidly. Felicia
stood blushing and hanging down her head
with shame.
"Forgive me, Arthur she said 81
was obliged to part even with your pres
ents for time. Better to part with them
than with you. And l could not pawn
them in yOur name"
Forgive your said her husband, as he
took her hand, and kissed it. "You hear"
he said to the detective. "But before l
say another word, by whom am charged
By Count Kromeski, of whom l never
heard in my life before?''
"By me, Count Andreas Kromeski,"
said the latter, speaking for the first time,
and pushing the detective aside-"by me,
acting for my august master, Gar of Cas-
pia and owner of this jewel. All, Michael
Gregorius is the prince of experts! Who
would have thought of his spying out this
priceless jewel in the window of a pawn
shop in Soho?''
81 must be delirious again. said Ar
thur. "My wife's brooch priceless jewel
belonging to the Gear of Caspia?''
81 am never deceived when see gen.
tleman," said the count; "and you are or
have been one; though indeed and
he looked round the naked room. Yes;
however you came by the brooch, the mat
ter is now in the hands of the law. Would
to St. Demetrius that had applied to the
law sooner. 1t is in the hands of Mr..
Wells.'
"AIr. Wells the SOLICITOR 90
"The same"
"My SOLICITOR. Wells of Lincoln's
Inn 90
"Your solicitor ?''
"Why not? Send for him Immediately.
There seems to be some extraordinary mys-
terry"
He will know you?'
81 should think So"
"That is unfortunate. He happens to
be out of town.
"That is certainly unfortunate. Win
he be away for long,"
"For day or two.'
Well, you will see, when he returns
But do you mean to say that Mr.. Wells
has advised you to make a charge of theft
against me7 And why do you 60 to him ?
He does not practice in criminal matters
he is not in the habit of taking cases of
this Sort
"Why? That is long story. But-as
you are found dealing with this jewel, you
may understand when tell you that it is
because he was the solicitor employed by
the late house of Cranstoun G. Cranstoun."
" must be ravingD' exclaimed Arthur.
"Who are you, then 90 asked the count
" Your name is not Snow %
The detective opened his pocket-book
and took out his pencil.
"Did you not hear what my wife said ?
Do you mean to say that when you came
to arrest me yon do not know that my
name is Arthur Cranstoun %
The Count looked as though he would
have fallen to the ground.
80 Saint Demetrius! o Saint Sophiav'
he cried out. "You are Arthur Gran
stoun"'
"And now, perhaps, you will tell me
who you are, and what this means"
"But, instead of answering, the Count
laid down the brooch on the table. "Let