The Riddle of the Purple Emperor
fact of the murder. Its presence was also speedily accounted for, owing to the information garrulously volunteered by Mrs. Malone. It appeared that "Madame" had been in the service of the Hono
sn't 'appy enough-- Still, it's a man wot's
asked Cleek, to whom she
one bit
speaking the black word against anybody, but s
at? What d
wn on the river somewhere, I don't exactly know where, but poor 'Madame' was bred and born there, and loved the place like 'ome. This man was always a coming in, after he spotted that dratted photograph there. Talk, talk, talk
is inquiries? He could find no answer to his mental queries, and eventually he was obliged to own himself beaten. But that in nowise prevented his taking the impression of the finger-prints on the dagger with which the grim deed had been perpetrated. The case was left in the hands of the jury with the result that the
in Craven Street, W. Once in London Miss Cheyne had shown an amazing knowledge of its thoroughfares and shopping centres, despatching the girl, in the company of Aggie, on delightful expeditions that sent the child, for she was l
for dissatisfaction, and that was the
rth on another whirl of purchasing. "Aggie hasn't an atom of taste, you know. She would cheerfully let me bu
manded Miss Cheyne. "I li
he darkest and dowdiest combinations of gray or black tha
her words had produced. "Don't forget that we have an appointment with the solicitors thi
aret laug
y will like giving them
stopped to stare skyward at the Nelson monument. So absorbed was she that she did not see
me spoken in glad, joyous tones fell on her ears
e child. "Isn't this just wonderful; meeting you like this? Why
she led him round till they fo
young face with his eyes. "I've fairly haunted the grounds of Cheyne Court but didn't dare to face your old
looked at hi
seems queerer than ever. But, Edgar, what do you think, she says my
you tackled her-you brave darling. I won
ry you," she said, shaking her fair head, "but she said
r cheek," retorted Sir Edgar. "But I'm hanged if I can understand it, f
aughed aloud in
said she. "She can keep the old jewels if she lik
heeks until Sir Edgar, impetuous young man that he was, gave a hasty look round at the practicall
hing deeper than ever, had reproved him for
id old lawyers," she responded, laughing, as she surveyed Aggie's broad figure
re going to be mad enough to take the Cheyne jewels ba
n it and I don't care so long as she lets me see you. I really must
, jumping to his feet. "I won't let y
she's a new servant of Auntie's and I can see she is getting cross. I will get back, and when we return
ugh the ardent young lover watched the figure of the girl he loved run lightly ac
r a gruff remark about the waste of time, Miss Cheyne was apparently content to waive her dislike of the Brenton family. The girl was too elated at this
Cheyne was curiously subdued, and her mi
oned gentleman who shook hands with the ladies and congratulated La
tions of removing all the precious heirlooms do
l thief in Europe will be after them, don't you agree with me, Miss
from one who had been so intensely insistent on their removal it
e heard her aunt
, for I have had special safes made to hold them and they can be r
entirely at Lady Margaret's disposal, and if she has made up her mind to have them, well, I suppose a wilful young woman mus
e. "Now, Margaret, speak up, and don't act
ubtless be vented upon her should she speak out, was impelled to an
the cases out of the safe wherein they had been
t ill-fated pendant, I ho
s will know of their removal from here, and I promise you they will come to no harm. You see," she whispered, "I
a little sigh of the futility of argument with
eyne insisted on being driven to Waterloo Station. If the cabman had but known what he was handling, a bag, cheap b
was curiously elated. She talked and chuckled over her own jokes till the girl felt glad that it had given her so much pleasure to gaze on the family jewels
r Edgar Brenton who had travelled down by the same train. His eyes met Lady M
oubt as she saw the ill-concealed maliciousness upon his face, and
are tired, and Lady Margaret would li
eady vanished. Depressed and filled with sore f
ke a nervous cat!" she said to herself. "I don't care what Auntie
llroom whence issued sounds of uproarious laughter. And the sight which met her eyes filled her with unspeakable horror. One illuminating
ese dreadful people who laughed, joked, and drank
else in her mad desire to break away from this house forever, she
entry into the ballroom had been noticed by the occupants. They had stopped
ly just in time to see the figure of the woman he loved struggling in the arms of a servant before she was dragged back and lo