The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1912-10-19

swore. In one stupendous oath he de-
nounced all who dealt In second hand
goods OF any description whatsoever.
Then. with the little boy sobblng on
his shoulder, he surged through the
crowd like battleship In a head sea.
and disappeared amid a burst OF dIs-e.
spectful laughter. II was before the
auctioneer had sufficiently recovered
from his surprise that felt a gentle
touch on my arm. II was Addington
Peace.
There IL a four-wheeled cab wait
ing about thirty yards up the street"
he whispered. Go and get into IT,
will join you presently"
Quite half an hour had dragged by
when the cab door was swung open
and the detective sprang IN. AT the
same time l noticed covered cart
with black pony In the shafts pass
the other window at leisurely pace.
Our driver must have had his orders,
for he turned his horse and followed
in the same direction.
Peace remained silent. so / left him
alone and contented myself with star
ing out OF the window. We were
going northward towards hampstead.
The lines or houses broke up into sep
arate villas. Lilac and laburnum
bushes peeped over the garden walls.
The throng OF traffic grew thinner, the
pavement less crowded. IL was past
five when We drew up at little pub
Ia. A
followed at his heels.
"He is unloading his cart IN Ashley
street. yonder." said the driver. lean
ing from the box. as he pointed with
his whip TO a side road. "Do you want
me to wait. sir?"
peared through the inn door. leaving
me on the pavement AS he had given
me no orders | strolled back TO the
corner and peeped down the road.
which ran at right angles to the one
In which | was.
About forty yards away stood the
little covered cart with the gray
haired dealer OF the auction room
talking TO a lad beside II. Presently
the lad crawled under the canvas
hood and handed down the Identical
long.tailed horse that had brought
about the public discontinue OF the
gallant Colonel Gunton. The dealer
pushed II across the stoKe pavement
into little furniture shop. and the
boy, whipping up the black pony.
drove quickly away.
I turned back TO find the detective
at my elbow.
Peace" | said, what is your inter
est In that bicycle horse?"
1T happens TO play the comedy part
In our little mystery"
What do you mean?"
only that Il has hole in the sad
die for pommel should little girl
ride In II, and the hole leads down 10
hollow inside. DO you guess what
IT was that dropped into the hollow
inside?"
mot Mr.. Taubery's diamond?"
Exactly. Yet we have still 10
find out the man who put 1t there"
But. in the meantime the old dealer
may"
Tut. tut, Mr.. Phillips. The old
dealer has nothing TO do with II. lie
Is only obeying an order to buy the
toy whatever II cost, and TO keep II
until called for. We may have TO
waste some time. SO have ordered
steak and fried potatoes in an upper
room that conveniently overlooks the
door of his shop. Let me show you
the way"
We passed through a long bar at
which dingy assemblage lounged
and smoked. and az. upstairs into
private room. The windows OF which
commanded Ashley street We ate our
meal in relays--one watching at the
window, while the other disposed or
his section OF stringy steak and
heavy beer. The daylight softly faded,
the gas Jets sprang out along the
street. the tramp of homecoming
fathers dropped into silence-but there
was still no caller at the furniture
shop. The shutters had been put up
for the night. II seemed plain TO me
that nothing would happen for that
evening at least, though Peace did not
seem TO despond.
Nine o'clock-ten o'clock-ten-
thirty. and the customer arrived.
l had watched his cab come rafting
down the street with casual interest,
for many had come and gone since we
first mounted guard IL had passed
the little shop and WAS almost be-
meath us. when head was thrust out
OF the window and a voice cried irri-
tably TO the cabman. A street lamp
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