The Yale expositor., 1911-12-07
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temptation in one another's way
anyhow, not at any risk to them
selves"
"Your powers of deduction are truly
marvellous, Britt" said Manning with
a short laugh, in which Britz thought
he heard a faint note of mockery.
Now, let's don't do any kidding,
Chief" Britz rejoined with just a
shade of acid in his voice. "This is
a pretty serious case, and I've been
up few nights without any too much
sleep. I'm not on the witness stand
now, recollect, and l don't feel as IL
I'd got to parcel out my words when
I'm talking to friends" There was
the least little lift of his eyebrows as
he uttered the last word.
Manning laughed again-apologetic-
ally this time, and the lieutenant,
once more unruff1ed. continued:
$50 Griswold had to make sketches
and diagrams of the widows necklace.
Even that couldn't have been easy, for
| guess ne had to use his pencil when
Mrs. Missioner wasn't in the room.
1t isn't likely she gave him many OPP
portunities of being alone with the
Jewels she priced above all the others
in her collection. You see. when her
husband gave her that necklace and
told her about the Maharanee dia-
mond, he made up pretty little fairy
story that probably gave the big stone
much greater value in her eyes than
if she'd really known the truth. Wom-
en-" said Britt solemnly, "are funny.
They are about the funniest things in
this little old world of ours-particu-
larly when it comes to jewels and
gowns. with the jewels leading by d
city block"
Fitch, in his capacity as lover,
became somewhat FESTIVE under the
detectives cynical summing up OF
the sex, and relieved himself with the
remark:
"If women are any funnier than
men, I'd like you to show me how
Your experience is all very well, lieu
tenant; but I've seen them In their lit
tie white cots in hospitals-both
kinds; and | have seen them on the
operating table, and l can tell you
the woman has yet to be born that
can do as many fool stunts as the
average mani" After this burst of
romance-born frankness he subsidized.
well, we won't quarrel about the
sex, DOCTOR" said Britt, though /
must say / don't like to hear you get
ting off these suffragette sentiments.
Anyway, it's safe to assume, Mrs. Mis-
sioner didn't let Curtis Griswold have
time to drape that necklace of hers
on an art model when he started in TO
sketch it. He made those drawings by
fits and starts, and it must have taken
him a good many weeks to finish
them"
unless he drew the necklace from
memory" suggested Manning.
THAT sounds too easy" Britt re-
turned. He'd have to have a memory
like a daylight film to carry all the
different sizes and shapes of those
jewels in his mind-to say nothing OF
their fire. The fact is, the drawings
he made were not only accurate TO
the smallest degree of outline, but the
luster of every stone seems to have
been reproduced with skill that would
keep 'em guessing at the Academy OF
Design. I tell you, Curtis Griswold Ia
an artist in more ways than one!"
Pausing a little. Britz went on:
"And that's what he did; he made
the drawings at first hand, and prob
olI in hn
Then he took them over to Paris and
farmed out the contract among sew
eral firms, taking care to split up the
drawings so that no one manufacturer
of paste jewels might know they were
reproductions of the famous Mahara-
nee necklace. Logan traced all the
drawings in gay Paree. and sent them
to me. Here they are" He took sew
eral small sheets of cardboard from
an inner pocket and spread them on
his desk.
There's something missing from
the center" Manning commented
when he had pieced the slips together
'"This is a picture of a necklace with
a hole in the middle"
bTllI SUlleu
Eyes" he said, that's where the
Maharanee diamond was. You see,
Griswold was too foxy to have an
| imitation Of that celebrated stone
made anywhere in Europe. He knew
there wasn't man on tho Continent
identified in any way with the trade
who wouldn't recognize a drawing of
that diamond on sight. Though the
diamond is not so well known to the
public. it's as familiar to every jew
eler in Europe as the Kohinoor, the
Hope, or any other OF those great
sparklers."
| where could he have gone. then
to have the big stone reproduced?'
asked the Chief.
ASK the doctor there. IF he's hall
the detective think he is, he knows
as we'll as ! do"
Fitch smiled nervously, then his
face became grave as the realization
of what ali this meant to Elinor
surged back on him.