Antique dealers -- Fiction; Detective and mystery stories, English; London (England) -- Fiction
Basinghall House, Moorgate Street, is built around a courtyard. You
enter under an archway, and find offices before you, offices to right
and offices to left. As a matter of fact, Basinghall House was
designed for a hotel, but subsequently let off in suites of chambers.
The offices of Messrs. Anderson & Brothers are on the left, as you
enter, and from the window of the principal’s sanctum you may look
down into the courtyard.
The room chosen for the meeting on Wednesday morning, however, was one
opening off this. In common with the adjoining office--as I have said,
that of the principal--it had a second door, opening on a corridor.
This latter door, however, was never used and was always kept
double-locked. Thus, the doorway from the other office was really its
only means of entrance or egress. A large window offered a prospect of
the courtyard.
At a quarter to eleven on Wednesday morning, Mr. Anderson (one of the
City Aldermen) entered his own private office from the corridor. He
was accompanied by Sir John Carron, Mr. Gautami Chinje, and Inspector
Grimsby. These three had come with him from the safe deposit vaults.
Mr. Anderson had possession of the case containing the diamond.
In the office, already awaiting the party, were Sir Michael Cayley
(the Lord Mayor); Mr. Morrison Dell, of the Goldsmiths & Silversmiths
Company; Sir Vernon Rankin (ex-Lord Mayor); Mr. Werner, of the great
engineering firm; and Mr. Anderson, junior. These constituted the
Presentation Committee duly appointed by the City of London
(excluding, of course, Sir John Carron, of the India Office; Mr.
Chinje, representing the vendor of the jewel; and Mr. Grimsby,
representing New Scotland Yard).
“We are all present, gentlemen,” said Mr. Anderson. “But before we
proceed to the business which brings us here, we will enter the inner
room, where we shall be quite private.”
Accordingly the party of eight passed through the doorway; and Mr.
Anderson, senior, entering last, relocked the door behind him.
Inspector Grimsby remained alone in the private office.
Eight oaken chairs and a small oaken table bearing a pewter inkpot,
two pens, and a blotting pad represent, with a square of red carpet
and a framed photograph bearing the legend: “Jagersfontein Diamond
Workings, Orange Free State, 1909,” an inventory of the furniture.
The company being seated, Mr. Anderson, by the table, rose and said:
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