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lect. He knew that what he held in
| his hand was worth more than many
| years purchase Of an archfepiscOpal
see. that it would build cathedrals more
stately than Ely or Cologne, that he who
possessed it was set free forever from
| the primal curse and might follow his
| own inclinations without concern or
hurry, without let or hindrance, and as
he suddenly turned it the rays leaped
forth again with renewed brilliancy
and seemed to pierce his very heart.
Decisive actions are often taken in a
moment and without any conscious de-
liverance from the rational parts of
| man. So it was now with Mr.. ROLES
He glanced hurriedly round, beheld,
like Mr. Raeburn before him, nothing
but the sl.nl;@hted flower garden, the
tall treetops and the house with blinded
windows, and in a trice he had shut
the case, thrust it into his pocket and
was Fastening to his study with the
speed of guilt.
The Rev. Simon ROLES had stolen the
rajah's diamond.
Early in the afternoon the police ar
rived with Harry Hartley. The nurs-
eryman, who was beside himself with
terror, readily discovered his hoard,
and the jewels were identified and ill.,
yentoried in the presence Of the secre-
tary AS for Mr. ROLES, he showed
himself in a most obliging temper, COM
municated what he knew with freedom
and professed regret that he could do
no more to help the officers in their
duty.
"Still," he added, II suppose your
business is nearly at an end.'
"By no MEANS" replied the man
from Scotland Yard. And he narrated
the second robbery of which Harry had
been the immediate victim and gave
the young clergyman description Of
the more important jewels that were
still not found, dilating particularly on
the rajah's diamond.
1T must be worth a fortune" OBJ
served Mr.. ROLES.
"Ten fortunes - twenty fortunesw
cried the officer.
''The more it is WORTH" remarked
Simon shrewdly, "the more difficult it
must be to sell. Such a thing has a
physiognomy not to be disguised, and l
should fancy man might as easily
negotiate st. Pauls cathedral"
ooh, truly" said the officer, ''but if
the thief be man Of any Intelligence
he will cut it into three or four, and
there will be still enough to make him
rich"
''Thank YOU" said the clergyman
"You cannot imagine how much your
conversation interests me-"
Whereupon the functionary admitted
that they knew many strange things in
his profession and Immediately after
took his leave.
Mr.. ROLES regained his apartment. It
seemed smaller and barer than usual
The materials for his great work had
never presented so little interest, and
he looked upon his library with the eye
of scorn. He took down, volume by
volume, several fathers of the church,
and glanced them through, but they
contained nothing to his purpose.
'"These old gentlemen" thought he,
fare no doubt very valuable writer's,
but they seem to me conspicuously it,
nOrant Of life. Here am I, with learn
ing enough to be bishop, and I posi-
lively do not know how to dispose of a
stolen diamond. CLEAN hint from a
common policeman, and, with all my
folios, l cannot so much as put it into
execution. This inspires me with very
low ideas of university training"
Herewith he kicked over his book
she'll and, putting on his hat, FASTENED
from the house to the club Of which he
was member. In such a place of
mundane resort he hoped to find some
man of good counsel and a shrewd ex-
perlence in life. In the reading room
he saw many of the country clergy and
an archdeacon; there We're three Jour-
nalists and a writer upon the higher
metaphysics playing pool, and at din
ner only the raft of ordinary club fire.
,quenters showed their commonplace
and obliterated countenances. None of
these, thought Mr.. ROLES, would know
more on dangerous topics than he knew
himself; none of them was fit to give
him guidance in his present strait. At
length, in the smoking room, up many
weary stairs, he hit upon a gentleman
Of somewhat portly build and dressed
with conspicuous plainness. He was
smoking cigar and reading the Fort
nightly Review. His face was singular
~ free from all signs Of preoccupation
or fatigue, and there was something in
his air which seemed to invite conf
dence and to expect submission. The
more the young clergyman scrutinized
his features the more he was convinced
that he had fallen on one capable of
giving pertinent advice
"Sir," said he, you will excuse my
abruptness, but judge you from your
appearance to be pre-eminently a man
of the world.'
II have indeed considerable claims to
that distinction" replied the stranger,
laying aside his magazine with look
of mingled amusement and surprise.
II, SIR" continued the curate. IAN a
recluse, student, a creature of ink