Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1905-09-23
y The King of Diamonds. ~
TALE OF MYSTERY AND ADVENTURE
TRACY.
By LOUIS TRACY.

preserve his mcOgnlto he must
adopt ruse.
Philip Morland," he said, doggedly,
when the inspector asked him his name
lot the last time before recording a def
mite refusal.
Philip Morland!" 1t sounded curious
~ familiar in his ears. His mother was
a Miss Morland prior to her marriage.
but he had not noticed the odd coinci
dence that he should have been christened
after the Sir Philip" of the packet of
letters so fortunately left behind that
morning.
Address ?"
Park Lane"
The Inspector began to write before
the absurdity of the reply dawned on
him. He stopped.
Is your mother caretaker there, or
your father employed in a mews?"
My father and mother are dead"
Then will you kindly inform us what
number in Park lane you live att"
Il have not determined that as vet. |
intend to buy a mouse there"
Some constables lounging about the
office laughed, and the inspector, incensed
out of his routine habits, shouted an
grily:
This is no place for joking, boy. An
swer me properly, or it will be worse for
you"
Il have answered you quite properly.
The constable who brought me here has
In his possession diamonds worth MANY
thousands of pounds belonging TO me.
own hundred times as many. Surely
can buy house III Park lane if | like y
The inspector was staggered by this
we'll bred insolence. He was searching
for some crushing legal threat that would
brighten the boy into Il state of due hui
mility when Mr.. Isaacstein entered.
The Hatton Garden magnate again re-
lated the circumstances attending Philip :
arrest, and the inspector promptly said
What charge shall I enter? You gave
him into custody. Do you think he has
stolen the diamonds?"
Isaacstein had been thinking hard dur
ing short cab drive. His reply was un-
eXpectedly frank
He could not have stolen what never
existed. There is no such known collec-
ton of meteoric diamonds in the world
But there must be, because they arc
here
By this time the parcel of dirty-whitc
stones was lying open on the counter
and both jew and policeman were gazing
at them intently. There was Il netting
logic in the inspectors retort.
Il cannot answer riddles" said Isaac
stein, shortly # can only state tho
facts. If any other man in the city OF
London is higher authority on diamond,
than |, go to him and ask his opinion
Mr.. Isaacstein is right" interposed
Philip. mo one else owns diamonds like
mine. No one else can obtain them.
have robbed no man. Give me my dia
monds and let me GO"
The inspector laughed officially. HI
gazed intently at Philip, and then sought
! illumination from the jews perturbet
countenance, but Isaaestein was moodilN
examining the contents of the paper anC
turning over both the stones and thu
scraps of iron with an air of profound
mystiication.
I'M tell you what" said the inspector
jubiantly, after a slight pause. 1--WE
will charge him with being in unlawful
possession of certain diamonds, sup
posed to have been stolen. He has giver
me a false name and a silly address
Park lane, the young imp said he liyeC
in"
"a man in your position ought to b.
more accurate" interposed Philip, Sc
did not say l lived in Park lane. | tolC
you | intended to buy house there"
Seldom. indeed, were the minor deitie'
of the police station bearded in this
fashion, and by a callow youth. But tn,
inspector was making the copperplat'
hair strokes which had gained him pro
motion, and his brain had gone back Il
its normal dullness.
Il will Just see if we cannot bring hin
before a magistrate at once" he said
addressing Mr.. Isaacstein. Can yol
make it convenient 20 attend the cour
within an hour, sir? Then we will get {
weeks remand, and we will soon fine
| out"
"A weeks remand" Philip became
white again and those large eyes of hi,
began to burn. What have | done
'Silence Search him carefully anC
take him to the cells"
The boy turned despairingly to tn,
jew
'Alr. Isaacstein," he said, with a pitt
ful hTeHk III MS NpEtF, why lV 3h IL
them do this thing?" You are a ricl
man, and well known. Tell them the!
are wrong"
But Isaacstein was webbing now in {
renewed state of excitement.
What can / do. boy!" he vociferated
almost historically you must say
where you got these stones, and then
perhaps. YOU can clear mp everything"
Philips lips met in thin seam,
| Il will never tell YOU he answered
and not another word would he utter.
They searched him and found nothing
in his pockets save key, broker
| knife. some bits Of string neatly coilcd
and a couple of buttons. He spent the
next hour miSerably in whitewasbeC
cell. He refused some coffee and bread
brought to him at Il O'Clock. and thi:
was the only sentient break in wild
tumble of conflicting thoughts. The idea
came to him that he must be dreaming
that soon he would awaken amidst tn,