The Yale expositor., 1911-12-14
CHAPTER xxlV.-Continued.

"Oh, that was only a precaution on
their part They took the chance l
might have recovered the Maharanee,
l suppose. Maybe they expected to
find in my possession something that
would give them a clue to the where
abouts Of the stone. Then, once they
got me, they thought they might as
well keep me out of the running until
they got what they wanted. Il was
no part of their plan to let me find
the jewels and turn them over to
MTs. Missioner"
You had a close call there, lieu
tenant" observed the physician.
CLOSE enough" said Britt calmly.
But it's all in the days work"
AS Britt finished there was a timid
tap on the door. In response to Man
ning's curt Come in" Donnelly and
Carson crossed the threshold, and
did their best to stand at ease in
front of the lieutenants desk.
You sent. huh, for us, Chief?"
Eyes," said Manning. Lieutenant
Britt wants you to attend to little
matter for him."
Yes, Donnelly," said Britt coolly;
eff you have nothing better to do just
now, suppose you run up to Curtis
Griswold's apartment, and tell him
the Chief wants to talk to him.
Suppose he won't come" said Don
nelly, who evidently did not yet sus-
pect it was desired that the clubman
be taken into custody.
Bring him, then" said Britt. you
haven't forgotten how to show a gen.
tleman down to Headquarters, have
you?"
Donnelly WINGED under the lieuten-
ants scorn, and Carson turned gray.
"And you, Mr.. Carson" said Britt,
renewing his instructions, "be good
enough to take a trip to the Hotel
Renaissance, and ask Mrs. Delaroche
to come down to see us for little
while"
Carson, in the crisis, felt he could
not be too precise.
Suppose she declines?" he asked.
Bring her." said Britt.
Fitch laughed aloud at the con-
sternation in the faces of the two de-
LeCLlNtS. II was DOIH DOu-
nelly and Carson were so far from
the facts in the mystery that not only
had neither of them dreamed of ma
king a prisoner of Griswold, that
suave society man who had volun-
teered so much assistance TO them in
their efforts to weave a web of cir
cumstantiai evidence against Elinor
Holcomb, but that they were abso-
lutely ignorant of the existence of
such a person as Millicent Delaroche.
They shuffled their feet with increas-
ing nervousness as they felt the eyes
of their chief upon them. Donnelly
shot a glance of ill-repressd hatred at
Britt as the lieutenant, at ease in his
revolving chair, faced the crestfallen
detectives with a satirical smile.
once or twice Donnelly essayed to
speak, but each time he caught the
frozen expression on the faces of the
Chief and Britt, and the words died
I'm his throat. Nothing remained save
for the two brilliant crime-hunters to
carry out the lieutenant's orders. AS
they turned to go their discontinue
was augmented by the real detec-
tive's mock solicitude.
you'll find it an easy job, boys
Just ask the two of them to come
down here quietly, and II they don't
want to come, make 'em. Show them
your shields, you know, and all that
sort of thing"
When they had gone, Britt In
dulged his amusement to the extent
of a laugh; Fitch Joined him, and
Manning, after a brief attempt to
keep his face straight, also laughed
heartily.