The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1917-02-22
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s me to find the real thief"'
, You are sure that we can fasten th
2 guilt upon Simpson,
( positive" said the other confident
ly. "Can you come home with me now
Mr.. Harley?'
z Harley was thoughtful for FEY
moments. staring at the pale. anxiou
) face OF his client
Suddenly he jumped up and reached
for his hat and overcoat Let us 70
= now. Mr.. Donnay. My car Is at the
door"
Five minutes later they were speed
ing uptown TO the quiet cross street
. where the Donnays lived.
! During the ride George Harley learn
ed that the household consisted mere
ly OF Colonel Donnay and his grandson.
Gerald. and that the colonel was en-
joying his usual health.
When they mounted the brownstone
steps OF the mansion the door opened.
and manservant presented himself
He was quiet middle aged man with
grazing hair and rosy cheeks and
trustful eyes.
1.-THE valet. Simpson attending the
door during another servants absence"
guessed Harley. and he was right.
my grandfather Simpson, de-
handed Gerald sharply.
Taking a nap, Mr.. Gerald and he
begs not to be disturbed"
every good! Now Mr.. Harley. sup
/ 30, no
Gerald as he led the way up several
flights of richly carpeted stairs TO the
top floor of the house.
'This is the museum" he announced.
opening a narrow iron door at the
head of the last staircase. land here is
the place from which the amber neck
lace was stolen"
George Harley glanced around at the
rich collection of antiques which
crowded the cases and walls of the
narrow gallery. Then he stared down
at the velvet lined tray where the am.
Der necklace had temptlngly lain.
"Where is Simpsons room? asked |
the lawyer.
"On the floor below-in the wing. |
will lead you there
Gerald Donnay started for the door
but George Harley stopped to pick up
a small pale yellow object from the
floor under the case. He slipped it into
his pocket and smiled strangely.
On the winding stair he picked up
another one and was equally reticent
about its finding. Gerald Donnay led
the way along n narrow hall to door
at the end which gave upon the cor
ridor of the wing where the servants
were quartered.
Here is Simpsons ROOM" lie said
throwing open a door
Harley was rising from picking up
third bead. and he did not detect the
smile that lighted the
young mans face.
1t took them but FIVE minutes to
search the prim belongings of Abel {
Simpson. and IL was absurdly plain I
that the old valet was clumsy thief &
The amber necklace. n tumble of scat /
cred beads. was found I'm a box of col
AIRS. half concealed by a package OF
etters from Simpsons English friends
What did | tell your" demanded q
Gerald breathlessly. !;
where is the pendant-the canary n
liamondT' a
'Jove! Ii has disappeared The old
ascal has recognized its value and I'M
oubtedly concealed it | wonder what
will say nowr chuckled y
he young man.
HE will feel bad to think that Simp +
on has deceived him. has been faith q
ass after ALL" suggested the lawyer n
or course you know this means i'm +
risonment for Simpson" d
Gerald WINGED. "Of course GRANDPA n
ler will never prosecute him." he said y
astily. AT least can prove that | Sc
m innocent" he ended In an injured g
me. 'e
81 hope So" was Elarley's dry reply
! they left the room. NOW. Mr.. Don
n.y." he resumed brislly. "show me =
le location of your own room and that
Colonel Donnay. If you please"
Somewhat reluctantly Gerald Don
ny pointed out his own bedroom.
rye front apartment ON the same
f'i uS int StINduiS WluS- II WIS
xuriously furnished and bore evi- :,
nee that Gerald Donnay possessed III
indulgent grandparent. r
This is my ROOM said Gerald i'm
tiently. as they entered the room G,
there can't be anything to interest ha
N here. Mr.. Harley" a,
The afternoon was closing I'm. and &C
e room was growing dim. SUI
Would you mind making light. ca
r. Donnay?" said TIC lawyer quietly. we
When Gerald Donnay switched on III
e electric lights and turned around an
was TO face the muzzle OF George pIi
irley's automatic pistol. ,.,
rhe young mans face was study &c
expression rs his long Jaw slowly
Dpped and his pale eyes started from let,
Fir sockets. Slowly. his shaking toy
nds were lifted above his head an,
ont shoot,' he said weakly.
I won't-provided you hand over
It diamond pendant" ordered Har
, poking the nose of his weapon into trc
ro lbs thin baeL And tvbau 10 1fa FIN