The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1912-09-27
The Diamonds
By J. S. Fletcher
IN Romance OF Hoard OF Missing Jeueis /
GN and the Mystery Which FolotOed Them


teIl INTO tuik WIN hllners
At This moment the door Of the inner
swung open add there emerged
n military looking man. very correctly
attired In a neat sub Of dark blue serge.
who carried his left arm in a sling made
ont OF black sink handkerchief.
lie nodded arably 10 the man hrhind
the bar. bestowed a quick. keen glance
O, the loafcr wiki the black patch. and
ont into the street. twlrling the
points Of his srf1zzled mustache With
very white hand.
Tho ioafer saw the hand as ~ moved
and ne sc: down his glass on
the counter and br~athed n gentle aRh.
Young Mr.. la xendaie rad found Rich
ard Claye.
He was as dead certain that he hal
run hts quarry to earth as thar, he was
himself lie knew the strong white
hand with an absolute knowedge-it
had two dishgtrinE marks. one a hd'le
biu~ anchor tattoocd on the back OF tho
wrist. the other the lack OF one half OF
the third finger
After Ciaye fad gone out BaScnds'e
summoned Kiinrr 10 a private room and
told him the story kiiner pretended
utter ignorance OF Ciaye's Identity.
You said remarked Mr.. kiissr
after q brief silence. during which each
man studied the Others face. you said
a. how the police are after Jim--Gaye.
as YOU call him. How DO you know
.Becnuse 7 DO know" rctorted younR
Mr.. Baxendale. What N YOU suppcss
I'm IN this gss-up for7 They coliared
me at the hotel. curse EN-. and ] only
got off BY giving q solemn promise TO
help them to find Ciaye. They know
he's hanging around In Dublin. IT'S
Sergeant Davidson's idea. that. and you
see ne isn't far wrong"
There weren', any OF the police
with Won when you came In heref
asked Mr.. Kilnsr. cycling his guest over
with dubious glnnces Nobody waiting
for you outsider
You bet!' replied Mr.. Baxendais
with obvious belief In the truth Of his
own statement "No-not a soul In the
world knows I'm here. ! wan to work
this on my own hook. mister. ! don't
want TO help Davidson unless Tn
forced to IT,"
Mr.. Kuner seemed to think hard for
4 few moments.
'If you'll come with me I'll put you
IN room where you can be quhe safe
until We can talk again. Here. take
cigar or two out OF that box you may
ss we'll be comfort table while you wait"
Mr.. Kiiner himself picked up q de-
canter OF whiskey. q syphon OF soda
water. and q tumbler. and carried them
IN front OF his guest. who eyed these
provisions with great favor. He con-
Quoted Mr.. Baxcrdaie along some mar
row and dirty corridors 70 small room.
lighted by ono dirty window which
looked into . narrow yard. ana there he
left MIN.
II was then about two O'Clock in tNe
afternoon. and for two hours young Mr..
BnSsndais was happy with his liquor
and his Cigars and the newNpaper.
About four o'clock he began 20 get tired
Of waiting and ne <ried tho door with
the notion OF suing out.
The door was locksd-hs was a pris-
oner.
lie went 10 the window: mat. too. was
barred. lie suddenly began 10 realise
that he was trapped.
II was nearly dusk when he heard
footsteps outside the door. then the key
turned. and he looked up 10 see c2aye
standing In the doorway and Kilner be-
hind hem.
And he saw something In their faces
that turned his hoart sick-deadiy sick.
His lips. suddenly psrched. tried to ar
ticuiate.
Oct II over. Jimr raid Kiiner in =
hvsky whisper.
Then young Mr.. Baxendale saw tho
CLEAN OF a revolver and q cruel. steady
world had suddenly gone 10 pieces about
him. and he spun round and fell across
the boards n, his mSrdcrer's feet. shot
through tho brain.
I'm be all right there for . while"
sid Mr.. Kilner. regarding the dead body
with an air OF distaste. Il know where
We can put him by-and-by. Come down.
jim. and have drink
He locked the door on the dead man.
and the two went back along tho narrow
corridors and dark staircase toward the
Inhabited part OF the house.
As they descended the last night of
stairs they became aware of n heavy
knocking on the street door. Mr.. Claye
and Mr.. Klner paused In their descent
and stared at s4ch other with consider
able surprise and Az tation In their eyes
What's that? asked Mr.. Claye sus-
piciously.
Probably a customer" said Mr.. XII
ner. Must be. Who else could Il be-"
Are you going to open the door," IN
ouired Mr.. Ciaye.
''It'ii look queer II DON'T" said the
new partner IN the diamonds I'm sup
posed to be open until ten. and It isn't
eight yet
well. I'll be snug" remarked Mr..
claye. 'Give the signal II anything
seems wrong"
He disappeared into a room at the
back. and Mr., Kilner. not without con-
siderable fear and trepidation. walk ID
into the shop and opened the door.
There stood q tall man In plain clothes.
q man with Q large mustachs and q
pleasant smils--Sergeant pavidAoA,