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"If these investigators have all the information they require." sajd Sands to the widow, "I suppose they're an- xious to be off on the case," It wae plain he half regretted having rung up 3100 Spring. Criswold glanced at him triumphantly. ' Well, ma'am--huk!--1 guess we'll sesrch the rooms" was Donnellys next inquisitorial venture. "Which rooms?' Mrs. Missioner was not at all pleased. "The servants', of course. That's the next step." Donnelly was back in his routine now, and the caich left his volee again. He was effective, too. Mrs. Missioner really gasped. "That is entirely unnecessary," she said jelly. "1 told you I could not sus pect anybod,. "Never mifnd that, ma'am. We'll do all the suspecting 'that's necessary Needn't disturb you, I suppose. Thi gentleman can show us the way?" and Donnelly turned inquiringly to the footman. Blodgett's face, always stony, be came adamant. But Mrs. Miseioner made no sigu of dissent, so he glided away with the Central Office men in his wake. Sands gazed after the de- tective ruefuly, Griewold weatchicg with unmistakable mallee. Little Miss March began asking questions. but the widow stopped her with a playful caress. "Let them look, dear," she said re signedly. *"Fhey won't find anything, of course, but I gippose ther would ngt be contented otherwise, Tell me, she added to Griswold, "are there an: really intelligent detectives?" "Ask me something easr" plied lapsing into the vernacular of the clubs. "Mullberry Sirect has many minds. . I suppose it must have some without any. Bruxton is un lucky, that's all." There was a man in Mulberry Street Bruxton was to find much more effi cient than the present visi'~rs from headquarters. As the widow did no! know that, she wae'w good deul bored and some of her first distress at the loss of her jewels, particularly the Maharanee diamond, retufned. She was almost despondent when the de tectives, after an exhaustive search of the gervants' quarters, returned. They had ransacked even the room of Mre. Missloner's absent maid, but to no purpose, Blodgett, frozen in,the door way, gave no other sign than a malig nant side glance without turning his head. It was apparent, however, Blod- gett didn't like Central Offic: men. Whatever his reasons, he didn't like them, and only the presence of Mrs. Missioner and her guests deterred him from manifesting his dislike. Stiil, Blodgett was nobody's fool. He had submitted to a search of room without proi=at. "Is there anything more you wish *o know?" asked Mrs. Missiouer, ris ing. Donneily was oblivious to 'the he re- his Fumiture Special NTS ON LIVING hint. "Yes, answered. secretary ma'am, Mis' Missioner," he "I think we'll walk to your now." CHAPTER 1V "The Chief Wants~to See You" Elinor Holcomb, tall, graceful, gray crimson eyed, stood framed between portiéres like a Velasavez portrait, Her refinement differed from Mrs, Missioner's climatically bet de- spite the, polaric oppositencss of their enloring, there was a resemnbiauce be tween them. Mrs. Misswoners "eyes turned to her apologetically. "l regret to disturb you #o late Flinor," she said, "but these gentle. men insist on seeing you. 1 Suppose vou were sleeping?" "] was dozing, 1 fear girl. "I had been reading." a book in her hand. "The neckiace with the Maharanee diamond is gone," the widow explain ed." and paste jewels have beeu put fn their place. This is Detective Don nelly, of the Central Office, and this is Detective--abh--" "Carson, ma'am," said: Donnelly. Carson himeslf had been about to speak, but his big colleague, as usual, hastened to do the talking for him. "I'm sure 'm very glad to see Mr. Dounely and Mr. Carson, since there has been a robbery," said REliner easily, She moved softly to the ocen- ter of the roomy and stood looking at the Headquafters men: "Are you sure the real diamonds are gone?" Mrs. Missioner made a gesture to ward the safe and indicated the heap of false gems on the table. "ls it likely," sneered Griswold, "that whoever put the paste stones there would neglect to take the rea! ones? I see you read De Maupassant Miss Holcomb, Stories like "The Necklace' don't happen." Elinor laughed as she turned the book in her hand so the others might soe the name of the great Frenchman smiled the Sbe held "Yet the way 'the' young couple spoiled their lives to pay for the false necklace reads plausibly." she retert- ed. "Yoh are \ more obser vant, Mr. Griswold." Sands was overcome by his grow: ing impatience, "If the detectives have tions to put to Miss Hollomb, 1 sug gest that they waste no time," he sald, "There can't be much to ask" "No, there isn't much, Mr. Sands' the large Central Offce man. to ask the young lady took the diamonds." L. 1 Exclusively in Canada by the "The very first." :. , "Then maybe you'll 'ésplain, miss, why you diGh't come in w:th the other ~--huh!--that is, wiv you didn't ap pear before" "lI have aid you ! was resding in my room," she replied. 1 kusw no- thing of the robbery, nor even of Mrs. Missloner's return from the op#ra, un the information sioner wisred 10 see me in the Ii brary "Housekeeper a [viend of yours?" rded him freezingly. "You evidently misunderstand," she sald. "I am Mrs, Missioner's secre tary." The, widow looked at her pro tectingly. ; "Well, you're one of her employvés ain't ypu?' growled Donvelly. "I'm not here to split hairs, miss A neck lace worth a half-million dollars has been. stolen, gnd I'm nere to find out who stole it. (et me?" Miss Holcomb "got him" in the sense he meant. A deap flush startea below her well-chive'cd chin anu mounted to the soft, curk waves of her hair. She turned an apprehensive glance upon the little le of Mrs Missioner's friends, ending vith an appealing look at Mrs! ssioner her self. "I really regard this es w necessary, Mr. Donue'ly," widow, with slow ins Holcomb ic not only my reiary, but my trusted friend de: sister was in my class at Smit. 1 have known the Holcombs many years." "You think you know hm. ma'am," Donnelly persisted. "bu: my expert ence is you never canitell who you know in a case like this. Me and my side-partner have heen semt here to recover you; ejweis snd locate the thief, and 1! you don't I«t us do it in our own Wry, we can't be held res ponsible." "I'm afraid you'd better not inter fere, Doris," said Sands. It was difficult for him to hide his enjoyment of the rurn the aflair had taken. He watched Elinor ss if he reveled in hor distress, "Besides, wa'arg, if you'l! pardo me," said Donnelly, 'the cate is ou of your bau.s fiow; it's in the hand of the Detec'ive Bureau™ "Very wei," ~ Mrs. Missioner sub mitted. "Buc I know you're wasting your time. i' Miss Holcomb could aia us in any way, she'd tell all she kne without being questioned." "Perhaps she would," Donnelly re Joined, shooling a gance at Carson that seemed to say, "And perhaps she wouldn't. Again there came tha squaring of himself, counisd with au Occasional "Huh!" of embarressment as he plunged into av exémination © the widpw's secretary. "Do you ever wear diamondg?" he asked mysrerious Iv. z Elipor was on the point of savine that if she were the possessor of dia monds, she would not be a secretary to the kindest of employers, but she reflected useless words were undesir able to such a man and contented her self with a gentle "No." Elinor then did sowmetiving that was unaccountable to the widow whe thought she knew her so weil, ane which rather star'fed Sands. She turned to litide Miss March and, laying ner head on the ycuwger girl's shoul der, wept uaresirsined;y. Dorothy patiing her shoulder, si0od looking uelplessly at Mrs. Missioner. One of those awkward pauses fcl Jowed in which nobody seemed i know what to do. Rauscome wriggled in his chair uncomfortably. r Blodgett's carven features for an instant. Mrs. Niesion at Elinor, plainly per thy struggled slowly ¢ surtace of her gaze. She weut up to her secre tary, and put ber ar soout the weep ing girl's waist. "This cannot be necessary, Mr. Don nelly," she said. "I would rather lose jewels twlee as vainable that have Miss Holcomb distressed in this way. She knows nothing sae will tes us." . 1 "Then why-----" began Donnelly. "Your accusing tone frightens her" explained the widow. "She has never been subjected to such treatment. You should recollect you are talking to a gentlewoman---and my friend." Donnelly and Carson whispered fer vently from the central group. Biod- gett's eves, turning siowly in a graven face, traversed the length and breadth of them as if nothing could please him better than to still the Bacchante with a mighty blow and joit Carson out of the room. The only person entirely at ease was Griswold. He smoked tranguilly, his glance travelling from one: to another in rotation with the appreciativeness of a connoisseur studying a great picture. He wag the opposite of Sands in evry particular save breedin;, and even in that res pect there was a difference. Sands broke the tension with a sud- denness that fairly shouted his whole <haracter. Rising 30 abruptly that his chair fell backward with a crash, he «rode to the telephone and seized the instrument Aavagely. He was calling Police Headsuarters before either of the detectives recovered from hig sur- prise. Donneily hastened toward him, the Bacchante In great agitation. He pushed ont. a fat hand as if to stop the millionaire, "What are rou going to do?" asked the sleuth, visibly anxious. "I'm going iv have Manning call you fellows back tw Mulberry Street," said Sands, his jaw hardening. "He's sent the wronk men. This isn't a Tender loin case." "Now, see here, Mr. Sands --* snarled Douuelly threateningly. - "I'm seeing straight enough," re Sande. - yun the "Miss Lot i 23d hii AUGUST 7, 1914. Te not the law "I think We have their way, ) mured, the ght of eyes in cont wgading now. He will remember." Donnelly safer toward the widow's escape even his observation that ther Ranscome nor Griswold had anything in Miss "Now, this is said alt "It fen't right for this, you kuow. all worked up and then won't able to answer our questions. keep yourself in hand." Elinor couldn't keep herself tn hand lle hat 'raucous voice was thrust Tr seif-respect like a rusty file gripped 4 much for her determination. Doro- her tears fow more freely. sobs. Carson, still on his little jour- In range oi Blodgatt's right-angled gaze. As he sensed the footman's ex stepping back swiftly, turned away io confusion. Not m muscle of Blodgett' other features moved, but his eye seemed to reach for the detective. Donnelly was rapidly recovering hi place on the . Hands wrist deep In his pockets, he vocked on his heels and looked at Elimor plercings with his little eyes. The girl, in an interval between sobs, raised her heac and sax. that gaze. A slow flush swep her face. Sie detached herself gently from little ofies March, and Ifftirg that gracefui head of hers higher, «ven higher, faced the sleuth with composure as startMng as had been her loss of wontrol. "If you heve anything more to ack. sir," she sald in a low tone, "I will try to answer." "Thanks!" came the eurt reply. " knew you'd come mround. You see, Mise Elnor-- in a thunder tone. "H-o-l-0o-m-b- you = undersiand ----- Miss Holcomb." Donnelly pretended not to motice the interruption, 'but he did not address Elinor by ter first name again. Bu: Carson seemed as perturbed as he had been under the malignant gaze of the motionless Blodgett, "What were you doing in Maiden Lane the other day?" asked Donnelly sharply. " "I was pot fin Maiden Lane. ! haven't been downtown in weeks, The last time I went south of the shop ping district was more than a month ago." o "That {8 true." seid Mrs. Missioner, hurriedly. "Mi olcomli. went to the Battery Trust Company for me." "Much obliged, ma'am." Donne: was learning to show more deference to the widow. Oarsos nad whispered to hira something of Ler social impor tance. Yes, Carson, although he was only & neutral tint in the human color scheine, knew a few things. monds to Ti¥any's}" gugmied the big detective quickly. "To have one of the small stones made tighter, you know." Miss Holcomb's disdain had given place to dull wonder. Where had the man got his misinformation' Could it be he really tho ut, no, It was impossible. She Hn if some thing suffocating was ciosing about her. She lifted her hand to her throat to force back the soba thst would come. "l am completely confused by your questions." she stammered. "II d. not know how to answer. What you say.is so strange." 'She looked at the others with a world of appeal in those grey eves. Astonishment, sympathy affection, cynicism, mutely repiied Stretching both hands towards Mrs. Missioner, advancing with faiterins steps, the victim of the detectives persecution cried, "Mrs. Missioner, 1s it possible you can think--do you even imagine I--I--oh," with a swift turn to Miss March, "Dorothy, Dorothy!" To the credit of little Miss Masch be it remembered she met Eilinor's second appeal with undiminished ten derness., Mos, Missioner, too, was kind, but her gentle "No, Bliinor," wes nat as reassuring as the loving pats Dorothy squandered on the bent shou- ders of the distressed girl. Sauds swore in his thoughts. His big fingers bent a gold penholder Into wavy lines. traded lines in his palms. Griswold turned his cigarette round and round with agile fingers and thumb. Blod- gett's eyes yeemed to lunge at the de- tectives. "I guess Miss Holcomb ifn' ready to tell all ste knows--yet," said Don- nelly meaningly. "While we're wait- ing for her io steady her nerves, we'll just have a icok in her room." Mrs. Missioner was about to nega- tive the suggestion, but a glance ar Elinor's shawing form stopped her. She did not y, and the detectives walked out 'the room in silence. A look from"the window sent Blod gett stalking in their wake. The foot: man kept his eyes on Donuvelly's turned-out toes ad if calculating how much strength was required to Seize those thick ankles with a sullden heave. Not until 'the Central Office men. were at the end of the passage did the sobbing secretary start in great agitation towsrd the door. On the threshoid she paused sud turned slowly till she faced. the mute group. "Since they are going Jo search my ~--the room." she sald, a choking voice, "I wish you would all coma there with me. [+I feel that--won't you all come--please?' The men hung back, but Doris and Dorothy joined t, and together the three * follow: the detectives into fe Mt. Bloadit room at: ihe end corridor. ceeded to a softy Hghted- . It wag a Donnelly "knows Miss Holeomb's while Sands was around. It 84d not nel Holcomib's defense. Take my word for it;-it's best for you to 8&8 & ponlard. She fought for self-mastery, but the shook was too thy's sisterl comforting only made Her whole form quiversd with staccato ney around the room, came full with- pression, he started violently, and, "Miss Holcomb!" burst from Sands "Was that thg day vou took the dia | y Rangcome, with alternate finger-tips, ! whieh Donnelly'sy spreading feet ana Carson's fia: tread carried the deter tives. Mrs. Missioner, Elinor and Dorothy went only a little way In and looked on silently. The men made their search according to their na tures, Carson with moderate indiffer ence and dispatch, Donnelly €xhaus tively, lingeringly, gleatingiy When the large sleuth's thick fingers ard beady gaze became more than ordi parily intrusive, Mrs. Missioner seem. ed about to protest, but each time she checked herself. "It is better to let thém search thor oughly," said Elinor.' "Since this is considered necessary, I 'wish it to be made complete. Please do not infer fere with them." She handed to Car son a small gllver keyring. He passed it to his mate, and Donnellys enjoy ment of the situmtion Increased by leaps and bounds. Nu' single key on the tiny ring escaped tge of his Lands He unlocked boxes, a drégsing-case and other places of possible 'coneéal ment. His method woul have dram a derisive smile froth Chief of Deec tives Manning. downtown in could not know th nates were pursuing From a drawer iu Elinor's C dale secretary, Donnelly too rare lacquer and fitted a key stopped to gaze searchingly Holcomb for a few moments, unlocked the box. ; ie "I hate to pry into any young lad¥ little keepsakes," he said iu a derously patronizing manner Miss Holcomb hasn't been fo 1 Lane in a long time, | kno» won't object.\ Now. this little b?x, 0 course, contaifis neihing but trinkets or odds and ends--icve-letters, wm': be?" Elinor's heart sickened a leer in his face. She turned her eye to Dorothy's loving little face, clung to the déhutante"s hand nelly, fumbling with the key awhile, opened the lacquered box. "Just what I said, you see' he ex claimed. "Nothing but trinkets and other little souvenirs--huh! of. od romances, perhaps. Eh, it's great to | be a summer girl, Miss Holcomb if | only you had jewels iike Mrs, er's, you'd shine with the best them. Gee, but that must be a bezu'y, that necklace, if the imitation is £0 pretty." He stirred the contents of the box idly. Nothing else remained to ke searched He had ransacked the Thti mate sanctity of the girl's room. He felt baffled and sorely irritated. Al the thought of failure he thrust his fingers into the box with such vio lence that everything it held fell tc the floor. Carson stooped to pick up the scattered jewelry, placing it in Donnelly"s hand to be returned to the box. After recovering several biig 0 jewelry, he laid iu his big collesgue's greedy clutch a small, round cbject wrapped In silk tissue. "Hello, what's this!" exclaimed Dou- nelly, rolling the fairy parcel between finger and thumb. "You won't mind it I peep in the paper, young lady? Of course you won't. And this ig only f--say, what the mischief is it? Oh, glory!" Even Carson was startled echoing "Oh!" and the three women almost screamed. For, nestling in the folds of the tissue, its facets twinkling in the sinsistent green glow of the vacuum lights, flashed a diamond---an unmistakable diamond -- which Mrs. Missioner and Dorothy and Elinor re- cognized as one of the lesser gems from the Maharanee necklace---much smaller than the Maharanee diamond, | but twice the size of am ordinary | stone. And it was a diamond, even a | novice could tell was genuine! All the blood left Elinor's face. The muscles of "her throat leaped and knotted as if she were strangling i She swaved for a moment, then took a long step toward the detective and stcod trembling, covering her face with quivering hands. Donnelly, hold ing the diamond to the light, wae about to speak--in what words, what Lanner, one can guess, But the mis in the girl's attitude struck' the triumphant grin from his face, and there was momentary compassion in the tone in which he said "We'd better go back to the library I guess. Will you go with my side partner, Miss Holcomb?" Carson's advance to the secretary's side was checked by the violence with swhich she whirled towards Mrs. Mis. sioner, agair with outstretched hands, This time the widow was slower in meeting the »ppeal. She was stunned by the detectuve's discovery. All the finer sensibliities of her womanhood course his subo-éi to It at M they i ery 5 | into an were benumbed. Astonishment, large and compelling, was all she could feel for the moment. Still, as she took! Elinor's implcring hands in hers and stood motionless, listening to the | girl's passionate entreaty not to be- Heve the evidence of her eyes, nor to believe her kindness could be out- raged in such & way, mot to believe that Elinor for all the jewels in the mines of the world could be tempted from the high honor in which she had been reared. Clasping the younger! woman's locked fingers in her own soft palm, she slipped her arm about Elinor"s walst, and waked with her to the lift. Dorothy, cpping almost childishly, controlled her voice once or twice long enough to beg Elinor not to give way to such torturing emotion. But "Elinor Holcomb, shaking, #éb- bing, wildly beseeching, was oblivings to the silent watchfulness of the Cen: tral Office men, the covert 'glances from Blodgett's mask-like cotinte nance, the amazed stare of the liv youth in the elevator. All the Was lo the room in which Sands and Tris wold and Ranscome ° wat 11 the Way across ihe old English Hbrarv, to the ruddy zone before the firepiace, she continued her pravers to Mrs. Mis- sioner to hold her guiltless. That was the one thought that shaped Her thoughts: that the woman to wh she owed the shelter of her later youtn should not think her capable of such ignoble ingratitude. There was no slightest siode of appeal to the de tectives, no regard for the conclusions others in the room might draw. Out that Mrs. Missloner should give on, dit to the coid acesation that tered in the diamond Dennel, found---that plainly was th able thing in the wre wo man's present position, f "You wor't have 5 telephone the Chief. Mr. Man py "said Sands with Douselly 1a rect a sneer as he thought sdxiable, "This has . been | Ong Of our easiest cases", +. (To ba continued). "Keep The Sink Clean! It's so important | --yet easy and simple when you use Panshine. Removes all grease and grime. 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