The Great Pearl SecretWilliamson, C. N. (Charles Norris)
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The Great Pearl Secret
Williamson, C. N. (Charles Norris)
Detective and mystery stories; Jewelry theft -- Fiction
Simone had scraped acquaintance with her countryman. He had complained
of the Duke's carelessness and lack of consideration in refusing to
break the seals of the packet. Then a dazzling idea had come to
Simone. The packet, Defasquelle said, had been flung into a wall-safe.
Simone knew all about that safe! She knew also where the Duchess (as
careless in some ways as the Duke) kept the combination jotted down on
a bit of paper. Defasquelle could not be suspected (she pointed out),
as he had earnestly implored the Duke to open the package in his
presence. Nor was there the least danger for herself. She was
completely trusted. It would be tempting Providence not to seize such
an opportunity of fortune! As for "stealing," that was not the word.
These pearls didn't properly belong to the Claremanaghs. They should
have been returned to the Russian Crown. Now, there was no Russian
crown. The pearls belonged to no one--unless to those with pluck
enough to take them.
According to Defasquelle, those were Simone's arguments. And he saw
too late that she'd drawn him into the intrigue instead of managing it
alone, drawn him in so as to hold him in her power--and get a husband
at the sword's point! He, in his heart, had thought of the girl at
Marseilles. The one objection to him there was his lack of money. The
girl's father accused him of presenting his prospects in too rosy
colours. If the pearls could be disposed of as Mademoiselle vowed they
could even known as they were, over the world, the future would be
ideal.
Simone had opened the safe with the aid of her mistress's memorandum,
Defasquelle having gone away and come back again. To their surprise
they had found, on the same shelf with the packet, a rope of great blue
pearls. At first Defasquelle had taken them for the genuine ones,
though the seals on the packet appeared intact. But Simone was an
expert in pearls, like the Duchess. A simple test had shown that the
rope was a copy. As for the clasp, neither thought of the difference
in the watching eye; and it seemed to both that the "find" was almost a
miracle in their favour.
The Duchess--argued Simone--was unlikely to suspect a substitution.
She would not test the pearls, and might wear them for months or years
without guessing that they weren't genuine. Meanwhile, Simone would
leave her service, and never need to take a place again. She would go
home to France and live on her share from the sale of the pearls.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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