The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1911-01-21

IN unwavering eye him from a bosky lair forty
yards away. Aided by Peters kindly imagination the
other guests discussed with strained feigned light
ness OF spirit the incencncies of penal servtudc.
Now and again they broke into a chorus expressive
Of what they really thought Of Mr.. Eppstein
At halfpa.t three Mr.. Eppstein was withdrawn
from his bosky lair by shouts OF his name The de-
tective had come. Mr. Eprstein hurried to his sids
his face glowing with exultant expectation OF his
coming triumph The guests gather round them save
such Of them as hurried to their bedrooms to con-
cea amphcations OF tresses and other secrets Of the
toilet in such hiding places caught their fancy
Mr. Erpstein and the detective headed the process
sion which mounted to Mr. Eppsteins bedroom. The
detective was wellgrown aud heavy man, with
face Of the true bovine type wearing boots either
of which baby OF average weight could have slept
with comfort He, Mr.. Eppstein. Lord cartrell and
Peter went into the bedroom. The guests gathered
upon the threshold.
The detectives bovine rolled slowly round tho
room. which was al Mr. Eppsten had left IT. stH
showing signs Of his hasty toilet wealth. at least
bushel Of attractive piled on the toilet
table.
There amt much chance Of the criminals 'ayinx
left anything behind I'm, gentlemen" said the detec-
tive with his profound mir.
"Still systematic search said Peter
no. gus! its form always goes through,s
said the detective.
Are you quite sure you didn't put it away ia this
jewel case:" said Peter, prodding that object With
his forednger.
"Quite sure. It's no good wasting time with that.
locked it az soon MS found that the emerald had
been stolen and I've had the keys my pocket ever
since" said Mr. Eppstein.
did you look through Ng" said Peter; and he
prodded It again.
why should look through it, I've told you the
pin was on the table, 81
You'd better just turn out the jool case. SIR sad
the detective.
With every appearance OF warm Impotence Mr..
Epstein unlocked the jewel case opened It, displayed
two trays full Of jeyseed pins. studs. md buttons.
Then he drew out the drawer full Of watch chains:
and the cleaning emerald sparked up at bis asounded
eyes.
why? What. How? How did it get hereg" he
gasped; and and amazement struggled for the
possession Of his face.
"Look here !" cried Lord Cartre In rising voice.
do you mean to say you've mnde this Internal fuss
upset the house-annoyed everybody-accused
Brown of theft--and your beastiy pin here all
the time What do you by ii, sir? What do
you by it?' He ended in 4 roar; and indls-
nant outcry broke from the guests the threshold
IL can't think. never put It there! swelp
me- never did !. cried Mr. Eppstein.
The veins stood thick on Lord cartrelrs purple
brow as he plowed through his guests, as through
football scrimmage, to the head Of the staircase and
roared down It. Jackson Jackson. Order carriage
to take Mr.. Epstein to the station, Send up his
pack at once. At once, do you hear? Do
you think want to be standing here al day!v
He not really standing; be was danciag
heavily
Really. Eppstein, you ought to be careful"
said Peter in panied tone and he left the perspirl
ing grocer prince hopping his brow in the enjoyment
OF the feelings OF one who has kicked away the
by which climbing before be has reached
its top
Peter drew Colonel Brown down the stairs with
him. after his painting father and said briskly, "Nows
your time. Strike while. the irons hot! Ask the
governors He'll be dying to take 1t out
Of Mamerculus for this upset. Epstein her
friend
Fright you arew said the CoIone with equal brisk-
ness; and he followed Lord CartreII to the smoking
Lord Cartren received him with an air OF savage
gloom. II suppose you want me to apologize for
the fellow" he growled II can't think that my wife
wants such outsiders In the house."
But when he heard the CoIonel's business. face
slowly frightened His infatuation for his wife was
for the moment In eclipse; he was burning to 60
contrary to her dearest wishes; and he gave his
consent with grim Joy. Lady CartreII came down
to tea, her headache banished By the discovery Of
the emerald and the departure Of its owner learn
that her guests had already overwhelmed the lovers
with good wishes, and the thoughtful Peter had
wired the tidings Of their engagement to the Morn
ing Post.
Copyright, 1910, by
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