The Orange-Yellow DiamondFletcher, J. S. (Joseph Smith)
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The Orange-Yellow Diamond
Fletcher, J. S. (Joseph Smith)
Detective and mystery stories; Diamonds -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction
Mr. Penniket, to whom the two cousins and Mrs. Goldmark were evidently
very well known, looked a polite enquiry at the stranger as he took the
chair which Melky drew forward for him.
"As Mr. Purdie is presumably discussing this affair with you," he
observed, "I take it that you intend him to hear anything I have to
tell?"
"That's so, Mr. Penniket," answered Melky. "Mr. Purdie's one of us, so
to speak--you can tell us anything you like, before him. We were going
into details when you come--there's some strange business on, Mr.
Penniket! And we want to get a bit clear about it before we tell the
police what we know."
"You know something that they don't know?" asked Mr. Penniket.
"More than a bit!" replied Melky, laconically. "This here affair's
revolving itself into a network, mister, out of which somebody's going
to find it hard work to break through!"
The solicitor, who had been quietly inspecting Purdie, gave him a sly
smile.
"Then before I tell you what I have just found out," he said, turning
to Melky, "I think you had better tell me all you know, and what you
have been discussing. Possibly, I may have something to tell which
bears on our knowledge. Let us be clear!"
He listened carefully while Purdie, at Zillah's request, told him
briefly what had been said before his arrival, and Purdie saw at once
that none of the facts surprised him. He asked Mrs. Goldmark one or two
questions about the man who was believed to have dropped one of his
cuff-links in her restaurant; he asked Melky a question as to his
discovery of the other; he made no comment on the answers which they
gave him. Finally, he drew his chair nearer to the table at which they
were sitting, and invited their attention with a glance.
"There is no doubt," he said, "that the circumstances centring round
the death of my late client are remarkably mysterious! What we want to
get at, put into a nut-shell, is just this--what happened in this
parlour between half-past four and half-past five on Monday afternoon?
We might even narrow that down to--what happened between ten minutes to
five and ten minutes past five? Daniel Multenius was left alone--we
know that. Some person undoubtedly came in here--perhaps more than one
person came. Who was the person? Were there two persons? If there were
two, did they come together--or singly, separately? All that will have
to be solved before we find out who it was that assaulted my late
client, and so injured him that he died under the shock. Now, Miss
Wildrose, and Mr. Rubinstein, there's one fact which you may as well
get into your minds at once. Your deceased relative had his secrets!"
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