The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1881-05-10

here with me to look into our own mat
ter. He was recommended to me by an
English friend In New York, and you
may be sure, dear, that If anybody can
find your diamonds, he will do It,"
Mrs. Moret0n shuddered, and turned
her dark eyes upon the detective.
!" 1t was dreadful thing" she said
" do not like to speak, or even think,
of it,"
Sergeant Polhemus smiled, and rolled
his eye, but made no reply, and John
led the way into the house.
Dinner was served at two, and during
the interval the sergeant disappeared
When the bell was rung L saw him com.
ing from the barn, and surmised that he
had been cultivating the acquaintance of
the coachman. Dinner over, Mr.. Polhe-
mus requested brief private converse
tion with Mrs. Moreton, and she, some
what reluctantly, / thought ushered
him into the library, while John, Jack
Maddox, and l adjourned with our
cigars to the piazza.
An hour passed, and Mrs. Moreton
did not issue from the library. L could
see long before the end of that time,
that Moreton was becoming uneasy. He
looked at his watch, and lit fresh cigar
smoked 1t out and lit another, while
Maddox talked of the latest turf news,
and of the coming July regetta. The
sun crept slowly down toward the west
and the drowsy summer afternoon wan
ed away, but the sergeant and Mrs.
Moreton still remained closeted togeth-
er Even Maddox began to tidget, and
paced nervously pand down the piazza,
biting his cigar.
What the devil can they be talking
about all this time?" exclaimed John,
as last. " L told him all the particulars
of the affair, OH the boat last night
Poor Nelly can tell him nothing more'
The servants, as we could see through
the dining room windows, were begin
ming to lay the table for tea the level
bars of sunset were 81 anting across the
fields still Mrs. Moreton and the ser
geant did not appear. At last the library
door was flung open, and Mrs. Moreton
entered the hall. She came immediate
ly to where we were sitting. She was
very pale, and evidently agitated. John
took her tenderly in his arms.
"Why, Nelly" he exclaimed, " what
is the matter?"
Nothing" she replied =" only don't
leave me alone with that man again.
He has done nothing but ask me ques-
tions. Some of them couldn't answer,
and he seemed to think was trying to
deceive him. He couldn't have been
more-more-no not insulting, but rude
If 1 had been burglar myself. He is
dreadful man. 1 never want to see
him again"
My poor GIRL" said John, patting
the yellow hair, "I will speak to him
about this. Where is he now? ?"
"Up stairs examining the room where
where mother died. o John, send
him away, send him away !"
Certainly 1 will, if you wish it," re-
piled John; "but then suppose he can
find your diamonds ~
I" don't want my diamonds" she
if he does stay, let him keep out of my
sight"
81 will, said John. "I will speak
to him now"
He entered the house, leaving Mad
dock and me on the piazza. His wife
followed him, but as she crossed the
threshold, her beautiful, limpid blue
eyes were turned an instant toward us,
and saw, or fancied L saw, quick,
instantaneous flash of intelligence come
into them as they rested upon Maddox.
| 1t was like the reflection from an electric
spark, so transitory, so unsubstantial.
When she had gone, 1 laid away its i'm
preston in the inner recesses of my
mind, among ephemeral dreams, and
unreal fances. Subsequent events only
brought it again to my mind, and gave
it any significance.
During the next few days L did not
see much of Sergeant Polhemus. Wheth-
er Moreton had really requested him to
avoid meeting his wife, or whether the
sergeant was busy in other quarters,
did not know.
| / met him sometimes in unfrequented
roads early in the morning, when took
my daily walks before breakfast. On
such occasions he always appeared to be
in hurry, and his eye would roll, as he
nodded to me in passing, but he never
stopped, and seemed to wish to avoid
! haino, oueationed He was frequently