Lincoln County times. (Jerome, Idaho) 1911-1919, 1915-07-15

snspector. am so excited at the Idea
Of getting my Jewels back. Isn't Mr..
Quest wonderful man."
Hes a clever chap. all right" the
Inspector admitted "Al the same,
I'm rather sorry he wasn't able to lay
hands on the thief"
That's your point OF view. OF
course" Mrs Rheinholdt remarked. Il
can think OF nothing but having my
diamonds back. | feel ought to go
and thank the professor for recon-
mendlng Mr. Quest"
The inspector made no reply. Mrs.
Rheinholdt was suddenly aware that
she was becoming little tactless.
"Of course she sighed 1t is dis
appointing not to be able TO lay YOUR
hands upon the thief. That is where
l suppose you must find the interior
ence OF an amateur like Mr.. Quest
little troublesome sometimes. He gets
back 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"
els" the inspector remarked Quest
hasn't told me the whole story yet
Here we are on the stroke OF time"
The ca drew up outside Quests
house The inspector assisted his
companion TO alight and rang the bell
at the front door. There was a some
what prolonged pause. He rang again.
Never knew this TO happen before"
he remarked THAT sort of secretary.
valet OF Mr. Quest s-Ross Brown
think he calls him-is always on the
spot" They waited for some time
there was still no answer to their sum.
mons. The inspector placed his ear to
the keyhole. There was not sound
to be heard. He drew back. a little
puzzled. AT that moment his atten.
ton was caught by the fiuttering OF a
little piece Of white material caught IN
the door. He pulled II out II was a
fragment OF white embroidery and on
1t were several small stains The In.
spector looked at them and looked at
his fingers. His face grew suddenly
grave.
Seems to me-" he muttered. that
there has been some trouble here.
shall have to take a liberty II you'll
excuse me. Mrs Rheinholdt. | think 1t
y would be better II you waited in the
car until | send out for you"
You don't think the jewels have
been stolen again?" she gasped
The inspector made no reply. He
had drawn from his pocket a little
pass key and was fitting it into the
lock. The door swung open Once
more they were 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
"Helloi Anyone there?"
There was no reply. lie 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 a telegraph oper.
ator. Both rooms were empty. Then
ne turned towards Quests study on
the lett-hand side. French was a man
or 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 she 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. In the clear
er light the disorder of the room was
fully revealed. There had been a ter
rlble struggle. Between whom? How
mere was suddenly a piercinp
shrlek. 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 Cod"
She covered her face with no,
hands. French gripped her by the
arm AT that moment there was this
SOUND OF an automobile stopping out
side 01'
Keep quiet for a moment" the in
spector whispered In her car. "PuI
yourse1f together, madam Go to tn,
other end of tho room. Don't look
Stay there for a few moments an,
then get home as quick as you can.
She obeyed him mutely, pressin,
her hands to. her eyes, shivering II
every limb. French, stood back insid,
the room. He heard the front doc,
open, he heard Quests voice outside
Where the devil are you, RossY"
There was no reply.
Inc door vas pushed open. Quest
entered. followed by the professor q M
Craig. The inspector stood watcbins
their faQaa Ouast