Semi-weekly herald., 1911-12-18
most whole.omely afrsI1.

most wholesomely afraid.
you saw part of what these chaps
were doing. Mr.. Sands" said Britx.
but what you saw was only the last
Of II l want to tell you the way they
went through this room WAS amazing.
| hsps you didn't lose many vaiu-
ables."
Sands. in his SLOW way. assured tho
detective that it was not likely the
searchers had found anything hs
would miss very greatly; but the
Headquarters man was not satisfied.
The mystery Of the proceeding. he
was inclined to think. did not begin
and end with the Orientals. II was
possible. OF course. they had searched
Sands room simply AS 4 matter Of
routine in the same way that at the
hrst opportunity they probably would
search the home Of everyone who
might be connected in any way with
the Missioner jewel robbery Yet
something stirred uneasily in Britz's
mind As he reflected on the possibility
that the coming of the Orientals held
deeper Significance. What If thcy
had reason to believe they would sure
ly And what they sought in that room.
II Sands did not know there was JUS
tifcation for the search, why did he
take 1t so calmly- 1t did not seem
natural for man to keep his temper
whose apartments had been invaded
SO thoroughly. If the millionaire had
expressed any indignation he, Britz,
would have felt better satisfied. Be
sides, what was II the Hindoos had
taken from Sands desk? Sands had
not seen them take anything. as they
were ending their search when he got
the first glimpse of them. Britt
watched Sands closely to see II tho
millonaire's eyes would turn anxi-
ously toward that part of his furni-
ture. He almost started when the first
move Sands made, after finishing his
task OF binding the prisoners, was to
saunter with a careless air across the
room and. In passing. glance swiftly
and questioningly into the pigeon
holes whence the thieves had alb
stracted the mysterious articles that
SO actively engaged Britz's always ac-
tive curiosity.
IT'S about up to us to do little
searching now, isn't it?' asked Britt.
These bright young men have had
their innings. and | believe it's our
turn at bat. What do you say, Mr..
Sands"
Sands said nothing. He nodded his
head in assent, however and Britz be
pau n eaarch Df tho Ortaptalo f,,Il,, n
exhaustive as that they had performed
on the room. Before he had gone TAR
In his quest, Sands volunteered as
sistance, and each explored the folds
OF the Hindoos' raiment with the
clumsiness that might be expected OF
men not accustomed to that sort OF
work
Britt. working more swiftly than the
millionaire, made his first find II was
sheet of notepaper OF fashionable
size and tint, on which had been writ
ten few lines in a feminine hand.
Britt had not the slightest compunc.
ton of conscience about reading It.
Chivalry was all very well in its way,
but 1t played no part in detective
work, especially when the lady most
concerned was not present to make
protest. He moved to the center of
the room, and in the light of cluster
of incandescent lamps read aloud to
Sands the following enigmatical mis-
sive:
Curtis Dear: When are you com
Ing up to the hotel? II you do not
come or send me a check quickly,
shall have to sell some of the jewels.
"MILLICENT."
That Was all Whether that "all'
was much or little. Britt. offhand. was
not prepared to say. The use of Gris
wold's given name at the beginning
of the note apparently meant u good
deal But who was Mil!icent? In the
course of his probing of the Missioner,
diamond mystery, Britz had canvassed
the complete visiting list OF everyone
who was In the opera box on the night
when the falsity of the Maharanee
diamond was discovered He had had
complied q social register OF everyone
interested in the case-everyone that
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