The Washington herald., 1915-07-04

vertisements or in the news columns
have it announced that your jewelry
! department has On exhibition a new
and special importation of South
| African stones among which is one
let me see, let's call it the Kimberley
| Queen That will sound attractive.
In the meantime find the largest and
most perfect paste jewel in town and
! have it fixed up for exhibition and
labeled the Kimberley Queen Give
/ it history if you can; anything to at
tract attention. I'll see you in the
morning. Good night. and thank you
/ for coming to me with this case"
/ 1t was quite late, but Kennedy, now
! thoroughly interested in following
! the chase, had no intention of wait
/ ing until the morrow before taking
action on his own account. In fact
/ he was just beginning the evening S
work by sending Donnelly off to ar
range the plant" No less interested
in the case than himself, | needed no
| second invitation to pull on my over
! coat, and in few minutes we were
/ headed from our rooms toward the
/ laboratory, where Kennedy had APP
/ paratus to meet almost any conceiv-
! able emergency. From a shelf in the
corner he took down an oblong oak
box perhaps eighteen inches in length,
! in the front OF which was set a circu-
lar metal disk with sort OF pointer
and dial. He lifted the lid OF the
! box, and inside | could see two shiny
caps, which in turn he lifted. disclos-
/ ,.-I.t 1D1l-al 1,l,o r,ooI stzeH
| spools of wire. Apparently satisfied
with his scrutiny. he snapped the lid
I shut and wrapped up the box care
! fully, consigning it to my care, while
he hunted some copper wire.
| We bent our steps toward the un-
! der-river tube, which carried few
late travellers to the railroad terminal
/ where Kennedy purchased tickets for
! Glcnclair. | noticed that the conduc-
! tor on the suburban train eyed US
rather suspiciously, as though the
mere fact that we we're not travelling
+ with communication tickets at such an
hour constituted an offense. How
! ever, we got along all right, perhaps
! because it was the merry season of
/ Christmas when every one was privi-
! legged to carry a bundle.
Woodbridge avenue was indeed a
! fine thoroughfare, lined on both sides
! with large and often imposing man
! sions surrounded with trees and
/ Shrubbery, which even in the baroness
/ OF winter served somewhat to screen
| them. We came at last to the Viii
/ loughby house, a stable colonial resi-
/ dcnce set up on hill. 1t was dark,
: except for one dim light in an upper
story. In the shadow OF the hedge,
! Craig silently vaulted the low fence
! and slipped up the terraces, as noise
lessly as an Indian, scarcely cracking
a twig or rustling a dead leaf on the
ground. He paused as he came to a
wing on the right OF the house.
l had followed more labbriously.
carrying the box and noting that he
,, was not looking so much at the house
as at the sky, apparently. 1t did not
take long to fathom what he was
after. 1t was not a star-gazing ex-
petition; he was following the tele-
| phone wire that ran in from the
! street to the corner of the house
near which we were now standing. A
moments inspection showed him
where the wire was led down on the
outside and entered through the top
OF a window
Quickly he worked, though in a
rather awkward position, attaching
two wires carefully to the telephone
| wires. Next he relieved me of the
| oak box with its strange contents, and
placed 1t under the porch where it was
completely hidden by some lattice
work which extended down to the
! ground on this side. Then he at
| tached the new wires from the tcle-
phone to it and hid the connecting
| wires as best he could behind the
Swaying runners of a leahcsS vine
that battled with the winter wind for
its hold on the house. At last, when
he had finished to his satisfaction, we
retraCcd our steps, to find that our
| only chance OF getting out Of town
that night was by trolley that landed
us, after many changes, in our apart
ment in New York, thoroughly con-
WINGED of the disadvantages OF Subur-
| ban detective work.
Nevertheless the next day found us
out slcuthing about Glenclair, this
time in more pleasant role. We had
a newspaper friend out there who was
willing to introduce us about without
asking too many questions. Ken
| ncdy. of course. insisted on beginning
at the very headquarters OF gossip,
the country club.
We spent several enjoyable hours
about the town, picking up a good
| deal OF miscellaneous and useless in
formation. 1t was, however, as Ken
needy had suspected. Annie Grayson
had taken up her residence in an ar
tiStic little house on one of the best
side streets OF the town. But her
name was no longer Annie Grayson.
She was Mrs. Maud Emery, dashing
young widow of some means, living
in a very quiet but altogether COM
Portable style. cutting quite figure
in the exclusive suburban community.
Kennedy was impatiently waiting
for an opportunity to recover the box
which he had left under the Willough
by porch. Several times we walked
past the house. but it was not until
nightfall that he considered it wise
to make the recovery. Again we
slipped silently up the terraces. 1t
was the work of only a moment to
cut the wires, and in triumph Craig
bore off the precious oak box and its
batteries.
ANalter." he explained. holding
what looked like an earpiece in his
hand, this is another of those new
little instruments hat scientific de-
tectiveS today are usine This is the