Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1912-06-07
CHAPTER lx.-(contlnued.)

Billings gulped again. Il suppose
not; don't blame you. Way you're
fixed, you don't have to-" He walked
slowly to the window and back. Take
my advice, Dicky, and get those fire
Goals into your safe deposit vault first
thing in the morning. Hello, you're
counting them off! That's wise"
For with the knife he had left on
the table l was cutting away the
tough threads that held the rubies.
cut off the second and fourth, leav-
Ing the first ruby at the collar and
the other two alternates.
Go on" said Billings, as laid down
the knife. You've only removed
two"
Don't believe I'll cut off any more"
l said. Want you to help me tie up
the others Just as they were."
What"
! / insisted. And though Billings pro-
tested and argued and even called me
names, we did as l said.
For, by Jove, you know it was per
fectly clear that If they had been safe
SO long under the little covers, the
Jewels couldn't find any better place.
Singular thing Billings couldn't see 1t.
Besides, the pajamas had to have fast
enings, you know.
| held one of the two rubies under
the light, and, by Jove, 1 almost drop
ped it-did drop my glass. Seeing
red-hot poker-point in your fingers
would give you the same turn.
"Rippers. Billingsl Simply rippers!"
exclaimed
l held the other ruby beside its fell
low. Then l waited, listening, and l
heard Billings hand strike down on
the back of a chair
81 guess III be going, old chap" he
said gruffly. Think I'd better, after
all." He cleared his throat. Sure
you can't sell me one, Dicky?" Dashed
If his voice didn't tremble,
"Quite sure, dear boy" murmured,
without turning around. Not mine,
you know-these two"
Billings exploded then. 1t seemed
an opportunity to relieve himself.
mot yours! Why. you dodgasted idiot,
you nincompoop, you cuckoo, you
chicken head! What notion have you
got In that FOOLS noddle now? If those
rubies are not yours. whose do you
think they are?"
| whirled about quickly. Yours" |
said, and laid them in his hand.
my compliments, old chap" / add
ed, smiling. BY Jove! One time, at
least, | put 1t all over old Billings!
mol" he gasped, crouching over
and gripping my shoulder
grinned cheerfully.
He fell into a chair and Just sat
there mouthing at me and then at the
Jewels in his hand. Old boy looked
devilish silly. Really acted like he
had some sort of stroke-that sort OF
thing.
j laughed at him.
Don't you see?" ! said, trying to
explain Wouldn't have known a
dashed thing about the buttons be-
ing rubies but for you. So lucky they
came to me so can get chance to
help out your collection. Awfully glad,
old chap"
He clenched the jewels. and looked
down.
"Dicky-" He coughed a little hus-
kily as he paused "Dicky" His voice
was so low | could hardly hear him.
"Dicky, you're off your trolley. and
I'm damned"
He raised his arm and dropped it,
We'll, never mind what" he fin
ished with lift of the shoulders.
but want to say something. It's
about what / offered you for those
stones. The price-the amount |
named-wasn't even decent gamble;
but 1t was all could go, and oh,
wanted one 30 badly, Dicky! And
now you've made me feel like a dog.
And can't take your gift, old chap,
tany more than could afford to OFFER
you the real value of one of these
beautiful stones. Here" And he
passed them back to me,
Il know each of them to be worth
anywhere from forty to fifty thousand
dollars he said quietly They're the