Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1907-08-28
BY Louis Tracy,
COPYRIGHT. 1904, By EDWARD j. GLOBE
Author, Of "WinGs of the Mornins." ''Thc pillar ,
LaCht." Etc.

Winnie s.0nG.s Wis r. Ing oFGI OF .1e
counter, and both merchant and po-
liceman We're gazing at them intently.
There was Il netting logic in the in
spector's retort.
Il cannot answer riddles" said Is
aacstein shortly. Il can only state
the facts. If any other man in the
city of London is higher authority
on diamonds than l. go to him. and asl,
his opinion"
Mr.. 1saacstein is right" interposed
Philip. NO one else owns diamonds
like mine. No one else can obtain
them. l have robbed no man. Give
me my diamonds and let me co."
The inspector laughed officially. He
gazed intently at Philip and then
sought illumination from Isaacsteins
perturbed countenance. but Isaaestein
was modify examining the contents of
the paper and turning over both the
| stones and the scraps OF iron with an
air Of profound nystiiication.
"I'll tell You what" said the in
spector iubilantly after slight pause
eve will charge him with being In I'M
lawful possession of certain diamonds,
supposed to have been stolen. He has
given me false name and a silly ad-
dress. Park lane, the young imp said
he lived ill.,"
"a man III your position ought to be
more accurate" interposed Philip. az
did not say lived in Park lane. told
you intended to buy house there"
Seldom indeed were the minor deities
of the police station bearded In this
fashion, and by callow youth, but the
inspector was making tue copperplate
hair strokes which had gained him pro-
motion, and LIS brain had gone back to
Its normal dullness.
II will just see II we cannot bring
him before magistrate at once" he
said, addressing Mr.. Isaacstein. "Can
you make it convenient to attend the
court within m hour, sir? Then we
will get a weeks remand, and we will
soon find OUT
"a weeks remand" Philip became
white again. and those large eyes of
his began to burn. what have I
done
"Silence! Search him carefully and
take him to the cells"
The boy turned despairingly to Isanc-
stein.
"Mr. Isaacstein," he said, with pitt.
full break in his voice, why do you let
them do this thing? You are rich
man and well known. Tell them they
are wrong
But Isaacstein was wabbllng now in
a renewed state of excitement.
what can l do, boy?" he voclferat-
ed, almost Historically. "You must
say where you got these stones, and
then perhaps you can clear up every
thing"
Philips lips met in thin seam.
II will never tell you," he answered.
And not another word would he utter
They searched him and found moth
ing in his pockets save key, broken
knife, some bits of string neatly coll
ed and a couple of buttons. He spent
the next hour miserably in white
washed cell. He refused some coffee
and bread brought to him at IL O'Clock,
and this was the only sentient break in
q wild tumble of conflicting thoughts.
The idea came to him that be must be
dreamlng-that soon he would awaken
amid the familiar surroundings of
Johnson's News. To convince himself
that this was not SO, he reviewed the
history of the preceding twenty-four
hours. At that time yesterday he was
going to Fleet street with capital Of
ninepence to buy quire Of newspa-
pers. he remembered where he had
sold each Of the five copies, where he
bought penny bun and how he came
to lose his stock and get cuffed into
the bargain for rescning girl from an
overturning carriage
Then his mind reverted to his fixed
i resolve to hang himself and his stolid