Bismarck daily tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1881-1916, 1915-04-29

Of getting my Jewels back. Isn't Mr..
Guest q wonderful mani"
Hes a clever chap, all right" the
Inspector admitted. "Allt the same.
I'm rather sorry he wasn't able to lay
hands on the thief"
That's your point Of view, of
courses" Mrs. Rheinholdt remarked. At
can. think Of nothing but having my
diamonds, back. l: feel I ought to 60
and thank the professor for recon.
mending Mr.. Quest"
The inspector made no reply. Mrs.
Rheinholdt was suddenly aware that
she was becoming a little tactless.
"Of course she sighed, 1T IS dis.
appointing not to be able to lay your
hands upon. the. thief. That Is where
I suppose you must find the interior
ence Of an amateur like. Mr.. Quest a
little troublesome sometimes. He gets
hack the property, which, is, what the
private individual wants, but he
doesn't secure the thief, which is, OF
course, the real end OF the case from
your point Of view.'
Its a queer affair about these jew:
els" the inspector remarked. Quest
hasn't told me the whole story vet.
Here, we, are on the stroke. Of time"
The car. drew up outside Quests
house. The, inspector assisted. his
companion to alight md, rang the bell
at the, front door. There was, q, some
what prolonged, pause. He rang again,
Never knew this; TO happen before"
be, remarked r'That sort Of secretary.
valet Of Mr. Quasts-Ross Brown ]
think he, calls him-is always on the
spot" TheB waited fol; some time.
there was still no, answer toNtheir sum:
mons. The Inspector placed his earsto
the keyhole. There was not a sound
to be, heard. He drew back, q little
puzzled, At that moment his atten;
tion was caught, by. the fiuttering Of a
little, piece OF white material, caught In
the door. He pulled It out. It was a
fragment Of white. embroidery, and on
it were several small stains. The In
spector looked at them. and looked at
his, fingers. His face grew suddenly
grave -, iif1 4
Seems, to me- he" he muttered. 'that
there has. 'H4ssSs|n. some trouble. here. !
shall have. to take a liberty. It. you'll
excuse me, Mrs. Rheinholdt, I think it
would be better If you waited in the
a until I send out for you"
"You don't think the Jewels have
beer, stolen again? she gasped.
The inspector made no reply. He
had drawn. from his pocket a little
pass key and was fitting 1t into the
lock. The door swung open. Once
more they we're both conscious Of that
peculiar silence, which seemed to have
in 1t some unnamable quality. He
moved to the foot Of the stairs and
shouted;
Hello! Anyone there?"
There was no reply. He, opened, the
doors Of the two rooms on the right.
hand side, where Quest. when he was
engaged in any widespread affair, kept
. stenographer and. q telegraph, oper.
ator. Both rooms were empty. Then
he turned towards Quests study on
the left.hand side. French was q man
Of, iron nerve. No power on earth
could have kept back the cry which
broke from his lips.
A few feet away from the door was
stretched the body Of the secretary
valet. On the other side Of the ROOM.
lying as though abe had slipped from
the sofa, her head fallen on one side
in hideous fashion, was the body Of
Miss Quigg, the Salvation Army young
woman. French set his teeth and
drew back the curtains. 1nsthe clear.
er$ light the disorder Of the room was
fully revealed. There had~been a ter.
rible struggle. Between whom? How?
There was suddenly a piercing
shrek. The inspector turned quickly
around. Mrs. Rheinholdt, who had dis
regarded his advice, was standing on
the threshold.
Inspector" she cried. what has
happened? OH my God!'
She covered her face with her
hands. French grjpped her by, the
arm. At that moment there; was the
sound Of: an autontpbillAsl stopping ont.
side. ~,
Keep quiet for . moment" the In.
spector whispered. In her car. pull
yourself together, madam. Go TO- the
other end Of the room. Don't look.
Stay there. for . few moments and
then get home as quick as you can"
She obeyed him mutely, pressing
her hands to her eyes, shivering in
every limb. French, stood back inside
the room. He heard the front door
open, he heard Quests voice outside.
Where the devil are you. Ross 81
There was nc reply.
The door was pushed open. Quest
entered, followed by the professor and
Craig. The inspector stood watching
their faces. Quest came to q stand.