The Huttig news., 1912-06-22

such magnificent gems. How the jewels were ever taken from my GUS tody l do not yet know. l have no idea where they are All do know is that Curtis Griswold stole them. and that in turn, they were stolen from him
 As for you" and she turned upon Griswold anew, T pray Heaven shall never hear your name again unless if be under circumstances that will give me further opportunity to revenge myself upon you,
 Silence followed the theatrical out burst of the woman. Griswold stood with clasped hands. his eyes on the floor. Mrs. Missioner her eyes reso- lutely averted from his erouching orm. gazed al Rritz expectantly. 41inor, her fine womanhood athril with sympathy in spite of her weeks of suffering more keeply because of if, perhap aps-sought to soothe the agi. tation of Mrs. Belaroche, who was close to collapse Fitch, too. strove TO calm the woman As a man he pitied her. as physician. he felt some alarm for her because of the l great excitement to which she had wrought herself-excitement plainly beyond the endurance of her emo 1 ifonal nature A feeling akin to in 1 dignstion stirred him when, glancine toward Rritz he saw sarcastic smile on the detectives face
 "Bravo," said the lieutenant de tective at last. "Rrayissimo. Mrs. Delaroche! If it were not for detain- ing our good friends. I'd insist upon an encore"
 The heroine of the Renaissance burglary flashed furious eyes uron him Fitch. despite all he knew Rritz had done for Elinor. could not con ceal his anger Even Miss Holcomb was indignant Mrs Missioner and Sands looked al the detective expect antly. Mannings face was impassive He was prepared for any surprise from his shrewd lieutenant
 ''You behold in Mrs. Delaroche, :" said Britz. including everybody in a sweep of his hand. "one of the most talented actresses In America True she isn't on the stage, but that's only because the managers haven't discov cred her If any of the big managers saw such an example of her art as this, he'd engage her on the spot"
 'I don't understand you, Mir Britz. . said Mrs Missioner inouirngly
 Mrs Delaroche understands me, Mrs Missioner" returned the sleuth She knows exactly what I mean Don't you, Mrs Delaroche?"
 "No," said the woman from the Renaissance so sharply the word was like a poniard thrust.
 "No?" retorted the detective. How truly unfortunatei Surely you are mistaken, madam: surely you recall what happened in Paris? It cant be you've forgotten how you obtained possession of the Missioner necklace the one with the Maharanee dia- mond. you know 2''
 She clung to silence as to rock of refuge Britz. still rocking lightly on his heels, raised finger warning " aHu lOOkeO at HeT Witu tndt aine sarcastic smile
 You know as well as I do. Mrs Delaroche," he went on. that Curtis Griswold didn't steal the Maharanee necklace. Whatever other crimes are upon him, he is guiitless of that-in act, at any rate"
 The woman kept her eyes on the floor, her face partly turned away All the others stared at Rritz In amazement not excepting the Chief of the Detective Bureau
 Let's run through the pages of history, Mrs Delaroche.' continued the lieutenant Personal history. of course-the history of clever little Miss Vincent, one of the brightest voung women in Paris. You remem- Der her when she was an art student there, getting along as well as she could on a New England income in the Latin Quarter. A bright. clever little girl she was, to he sure. and it was tco bSd she had such bard struggle to realize her artistic dreamsi"
 All his hearers listened attontivaly Mrs Delaroche, In spite of resolute efforts to appear indifferent, full as faithfully as the others.