Waterbury evening Democrat., 1904-09-19

one o4 .4ses.* es TOT this drifne been The acquisition of this filigree ball? If so, why had he left it on the table up- stairs? A candle had been lit in that room. Could it have been by him in his search for this object? It would be ;i great relief to believe so. What was the reason, then, that my mind refused so emphatically to grasp this possib1l- ity and settle upon him as the murder CT of Mrs. Jeffrey? I cannot tell. hated the man, and likewise deeply distrusted him. sBut could not, even after this revelation of his duplicity, connect him in my thoughts with ab- solute crime without shock to my in- tuitions. Happily my scruples were not shared by my colleagues. They had listed him. Here felt my shoulder touched, and newspaper was thrust into my hand by the man who had just addressed me.
 Look down the lost and found col umn,' said he. ''The third advertise ment you will see there came from the district attorneys office. The next one was inserted by MT. Moore himself"
 followed his pointing finger and read two descriptions of the filigree ball. The disproportion in the rewards offered was apparent. That promised by Uncle David was calculated to rouse any mans cupidity and should have resulted in the bauble's imme- diate return
 He got ahead of the police that time," I laughed. When did these 9 ic oTonr+c oyly,oor9s,
 During the days you were absent from Washington"
 "And how sure are you that he did, not get this jewel back"
 "Oh, we are sure. His continued anxiety and still active interest prove this, even if our surveillance had been less perfect"
 And the police have been equally unsuccessful?''
 Equally
 "After every effort?"
 ''Every.''
 "Who was the man who collected southwest chamber?''
 He smiled.
 "You see him." said he.
 "It was you?"
 ssMyself"
 "And you are sure this small ball was among them?"
 "No. only know that I have seen 1t somewhere, but that it wasn't among the articles I delivered to Mir. Jeffrey"
 How did you carry them ?"
 'sIn hand bag which | locked my self.''
 Before leaving the southwest cham ber7"
 "Yes.''
 "Then it is still in that room? P
 "Find it,'' was his laconic reply.
 That night went back to the Moore house and sought first on the open floor and then in every possible cranny for the missing trinket But failed to find 1t and was about to acknowledge myself defeated when my eye fell on the long brocaded curtains which had drawn across the several windows to hide every gleam of light from the street. They were almost free from folds, but Ishook them well, especially the one nearest the table. and naturally with no effect.
 Folly" muttered, yet did not quite desist. For the great tassels still hung at the sides and We'll, you may call 1t an impossible find or say that if the bauble was there it should have been discovered in the first search for it. I will not say no. can only tell you what happened. When took one of those tassels in my hand thought, as 1t twirled under my touch, that saw something gleam in it's faded old threads that did not belong there. Startled, and yet not thoroughly realiz- ing that had come upon the object of my search, picked at this thing and found it to be a morsel of gold chain that had become entangled in it. When had pulled 1t out it showed small golden ball at one end, fligreed over and astonishingly heavy for it's size and apparent .delicacy
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