"In fear the priest went into the pyramid and stole the jewel. When he
presented it to Cleopatra she cried out at him: 'What fool's trick is
this? Do you think this pale stone a match to mine?' The priest
explained that hers had been dyed red in the blood of the pigeon. 'Ah,
so!' she replied; 'then this one shall be also a richer red. You
promised me your life once. I claim it, and in your blood this stone
shall be steeped till it matches the other in color.' She carried out
her threat, and the two stones were once more mates."
"What an absurdity!" exclaimed Mr. Randolph.
"Do not say so," said Mr. Thauret; "we cannot tell what may happen in
this world."
"The next change of owners was when Cleopatra killed herself. One of her
handmaidens stole the two rubies, but she herself was taken a slave to
Rome and sold. Her purchaser discovered the rubies, took them from her,
and then secretly murdered her lest she might tell that he had them.
From this time on they have gone by the name of 'The Egyptian Gems.' I
need not give you the whole list of robberies and murders that have been
connected with the two stones, though I have the written record
complete, with names of all the victims. Suffice it to say that for
years no one was the gainer by getting possession of them. They have
always been impossible to sell, until I bought this one, which is the
first time either ever was offered honestly in the market. Before this,
each new owner had obtained the jewels either by theft or murder, and
dared not admit that he had them. Another curious thing is that no one
has ever succeeded in hiding the jewels, so that they could not be
found. They have been secreted between the stones of a wall, they have
been sewn under the hide of an ass, and hidden in other equally obscure
places, yet always the next thief has found and taken them."
"Ah, that is interesting," said Mr. Thauret. "But tell us frankly, since
we are pledged not to repeat what we hear, do you suppose there is any
power inherent in the stone which attracts persons to their discovery?"
"I cannot say, but that is one of the claims. This seems to be
substantiated by recent events too."
"How so?"
"Well, my usual interest in large gems led me to police head-quarters
when that woman Rose Mitchel was killed after having been robbed. The
jewels you remember had been quickly recovered and are still in the
hands of the police. I was allowed to see them, and the ruby in that lot
is undoubtedly the mate to mine."
"You think that it was the presence of that stone which led to the
discovery by the police of the satchel containing the jewels?"
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