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"I should like to see if the jewels are all right." "Why, Phil, of course they are all right," his aunt replied. "We found the jewel-case locked, and not tampered with in any way." "Was Mrs. Heredith's jewel-case in her bedroom the night she was murdered?" asked Colwyn. "Yes," responded Miss Heredith. "We found it on her toilet-table, where she usually kept it." "Did it contain valuable jewels?"
"That wretch shall have her answer. She has sense enough to see and sense enough to hear. Let her see and hear!" He opened the jewel-case, and took from it a magnificent pearl necklace in an antique setting. "Grace," he said, with his highest distinction of manner, "my mother sends you her love and her congratulations on our approaching marriage.
Tonight the luck had been persistently bad, and the little gold purse which hung among her trinkets was almost empty when she returned to her room. She unlocked the wardrobe, and taking out her jewel-case, looked under the tray for the roll of bills from which she had replenished the purse before going down to dinner.
In her own jewel-case, which was tucked away in the pocket of an old dress, was found the necklace. She was arrested. She said nothing for she waited for her husband, who was out of town that day. He only come in time to see her in court next morning. She did not deny anything; she was quiet, like Malachi. The man played his part well.
In your manner of loving mark those shades, those feminine delicacies, which double the price of things. Do not be miserly, but remember that the manner in which one gives adds to the value of the gift; or rather do not give make yourself sought after. Think of those precious jewels that are arranged with such art in their satin-lined jewel-case; never forget the case.
And quick she seized the opportunity charitably to enumerate the parures in her jewel-case, and laces in her drawers, and the dresses in her wardrobes. In the first place, it would have been impossible for her, she swore, to live with a husband either miserly or poor. Hers had just presented her with a lovely coupe, lined with yellow satin, a perfect bijou.
Then, with a sense of relief, for, light as it was, the jewel-case had weighed upon him like a leaden thing, he went to the lake, slipped off his things and had his swim. He felt better after it; more of a man, as the poor fool told himself.
There was the jewel-case, silver-clasped, and the wondrous bronze hand on the dressing-table, glistening all over with a hundred rings. Oh, thou poor lonely little benighted boy! Mother is the name for God in the lips and hearts of little children; and here was one who was worshipping a stone!
A block of wood rose from the floor, he pulled it out, laid it noiselessly down, and inserted his hand into the opening. Wethermill at Ricardo's elbow uttered a stifled cry. "Hush!" whispered Hanaud angrily. He drew out his hand again. It was holding a green leather jewel-case. He opened it, and a diamond necklace flashed its thousand colours in their faces.
"Here, my fine fellow," says I to the coachman, who was standing very respectful, holding his hat in one hand and Jemmy's jewel-case in the other "Here, my fine chap," says I, "here's six shillings for you;" for I did not care for the money. "Six what?" says he. "Six shillings, fellow," shrieks Jemmy, "and twice as much as your fare." "Feller, marm!" says this insolent coachman.
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