Detective and mystery stories; London (England) -- Fiction; Swindlers and swindling -- Fiction
"Make me tidy as quickly as you can," he said to Belton when the latter
appeared, "and while you are doing so listen to my final instructions."
"To-night, as you know, I am endeavoring to secure the Duchess of
Wiltshire’s necklace. To-morrow all London will resound with the hubbub,
and I have been making my plans in such a way as to arrange that Klimo
shall be the first person consulted. When the messenger calls, if call
he does, see that the old woman next door bids him tell the Duke to come
personally at twelve o’clock. Do you understand?"
"Perfectly, sir."
"Very good. Now give me the jewel case, and let me be off. You need
not sit up for me."
Precisely as the clocks in the neighborhood were striking ten Simon
Carne reached Belgrave Square, and, as he hoped, found himself the first
guest.
His hostess and her husband received him in the ante-room of the
drawing-room.
"I come laden with a thousand apologies," he said as he took Her Grace’s
hand, and bent over it with that ceremonious politeness which was one of
the man’s chief characteristics. "I am most unconscionably early, I
know, but I hastened here in order that I might personally return the
jewel case you so kindly lent me. I must trust to your generosity to
forgive me. The drawings took longer than I expected."
"Please do not apologize," answered Her Grace. "It is very kind of you
to have brought the case yourself. I hope the illustrations have proved
successful. I shall look forward to seeing them as soon as they are
ready. But I am keeping you holding the box. One of my servants will
take it to my room."
She called a footman to her, and bade him take the box and place it upon
her dressing-table.
"Before it goes I must let you see that I have not damaged it either
externally or internally," said Carne with a laugh. "It is such a
valuable case that I should never forgive myself if it had even received
a scratch during the time it has been in my possession."
So saying he lifted the lid and allowed her to look inside. To all
appearances it was exactly the same as when she had lent it to him
earlier in the day.
"You have been most careful," she said. And then, with an air of
banter, she continued: "If you desire it, I shall be pleased to give you
a certificate to that effect."
They jested in this fashion for a few moments after the servant’s
departure, during which time Carne promised to call upon her the
following morning at eleven o’clock, and to bring with him the
illustrations he had made and a queer little piece of china he had had
the good fortune to pick up in a dealer’s shop the previous afternoon.
By this time fashionable London was making its way up the grand
staircase, and with its appearance further conversation became
impossible.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account