However, my warm and injudicious champion was speedily silenced by
the cold statement that it was none of his business, because between
the hours of 3 and 6 P.M. the landlady's bedroom had been entered and
jewellery to the value of £70 had been stolen, and at present there
seemed to be no one upon whom suspicion could reasonably rest but me.
It was a terrible shock, but though my mouth felt full of dust, and I
shivered as if naked to an east wind, I am glad to remember that I sat
silent and dry-eyed.
However, there was nothing to be got out of me, and the matter was
compromised on the understanding that I was to go on with my work,
but on no account to leave the premises under pain of being instantly
locked up; and so it came about that for the next four days I lived in
luxury, I had a beautiful bed and the best of food, while the barmaids
and landlady, all firmly convinced of my innocence, showered caresses
and presents on me. Consequently I had no quarrel with my lot, nor did
I repine at not being able to go out. As to the suspicion which hung
over me, I declare I thought no more about it except when I caught the
detective's cold eye upon me, when I shivered involuntarily.
On the fifth day, at about eight in the evening, we were quite busy,
when Mr Vivian, whom I had not seen for four days, suddenly walked
in. Instantly I recollected that I had forgotten to mention his
leaving the room on the fatal day just before I did. Then I was struck
by the amazing change in his appearance. He had always before been
shabby-genteel, but now the chrysalis had become a butterfly. He wore a
glossy new top-hat, a fur-lined coat, open to display a fashionably-cut
suit beneath, and patent leather shoes. He smoked a big cigar, and
twirled an elaborate cane. With a swagger that compelled attention, he
suggested pool and ordered drinks round, and several being willing, a
round game began.
Then creeping up to my employer, who appeared as if hypnotised by this
gorgeous vision, I whispered my suspicions. Mr T.'s face lighted up,
and presently he slipped out of the room, returning with the detective.
There was no fuss; at the conclusion of the game the detective invited
Mr Vivian outside, and in the result, the affair being fully brought
home to him, he was sentenced to a long term of imprisonment. It
appeared that when he left the billiard-room on the day in question,
he had gone upstairs instead of down, the house being almost deserted,
and entering the first room on the next landing which stood open, he
had seen the landlady's jewellery lying on the dressing-table, had
promptly swept it up, and departed; and he would doubtless have escaped
scot-free on account of my stupidity in forgetting about his being
there at the time, but for the madness which had prompted him to return
and flaunt his fine feathers in his old haunts.
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