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Czenki, and whose opinion of himself was unanimously accepted by the others. The meeting place was the directors' room of the H. Latham Company. At one minute of three o'clock a clerk entered with a card, and handed it to Mr. Latham. "'Mr. E. van Cortlandt Wynne," Mr. Latham read aloud, and every man in the room moved a little in his chair. Then: "Show him in here, please."
Those you have there are part of an accumulation of many years, imported in the rough, one or two at a time." Mr. Czenki was gazing abstractedly out of a window, but the expression on his lean face indicated the keenest interest, and and something else; apprehension, maybe. The chief stared straight into the young man's eyes for an instant, and then: "And Mr. Kellner's family?" he inquired.
He started forward, with gritting teeth, and simultaneously Chief Arkwright, Detective-Sergeant Connelly and Mr. Czenki laid restraining hands upon him. Something in the expert's grip on his wrist caused him to stop and cease a futile struggle; then came a singular expression of resignation about the mouth and he sat down again. "Hello! This Mr.
"Now you don't seem to believe," the chief went on pleasantly, "that Czenki here killed Mr. Kellner?" "Well, no," the young man admitted. Mr. Czenki glanced at him quickly, warningly. The chief was not looking, but he knew the glance had passed. "And why don't you believe it?" he continued. "In the first place," Mr.
There was an odd expression of hope deferred on the detective's face when he entered. He glanced inquiringly at Mr. Schultze and Mr. Czenki, whereupon Mr. Latham introduced them. "You may talk freely," he added. "We are all interested alike." The detective crossed his legs and balanced his hat carefully on a knee, the while he favored Mr. Czenki with a sharp scrutiny.
"This is the diamond-making machine, gentlemen," said Mr. Wynne, and he indicated to Mr. Latham, Mr. Schultze and Mr. Czenki the cube and the two guns. "It is perfectly simple in construction, has enormous powers of resistance, as you may guess, and is as delicately fitted as a watch, being regulated by electric power.
"The fact remains," he said, as if reassuring himself, "that Haney described an accomplice, that that description fits Czenki perfectly, that Czenki has refused to defend himself or even make a denial; that he has drawn suspicion upon himself by everything he has done and said since he has been here, even by the strange manner of his appearance at this house.
"You are quite right," he agreed; and then, to all of them: "It's hardly necessary to dwell upon the value of colored diamonds the rarest and most precious of all the perfect rose-color, the perfect blue and the perfect green." He drew a small, glazed white box from his pocket and opened it. "Please be good enough to look at this, Mr. Czenki."
He spun a rosily glittering object some three-quarters of an inch in diameter, along the table toward Mr. Czenki. It flamed and flashed as it rolled, with that deep iridescent blaze which left no doubt of what it was. Every man at the table arose and crowded about Mr. Czenki, who held a flamelike sphere in his outstretched palm for their inspection. There was a tense, breathless instant.
"The cutting is very fine," the expert went on. "Of course I would have to use instruments to tell me if it is mathematically correct; and the weight, I imagine, is is about six carats, perhaps a fraction more." "What's it worth?" asked Mr. Latham. "Approximately, I mean?" "We know the color is perfect," explained Mr. Czenki precisely.
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