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Being in urgent want of ready money, she had bought on credit at a high price to sell for cash at a loss. He soon found the sale of the earrings duly recorded specified by Madame Doisty at the date both in the day-book and the ledger.
On the contrary, however, Doisty and his wife had readily given Madame d'Arlange's name, and all the circumstances pointed in favor of their sincerity. Then, again, there was good reason to believe in the veracity of the marchioness's assertions. They were sufficiently authenticated by a significant glance which Lecoq had detected between the jeweler and his wife.
In the present instance he could scarcely be the dupe of some fresh comedy, for if the murderer's accomplice had taken Doisty, the jeweler, into his confidence he would have instructed him to say that the earring had never come from his establishment, and that he could not consequently tell whom it had been sold to.
Her husband did remember this circumstance; and in recording his recollection, he exchanged a significant glance with his wife. "Now," said the detective, "I should like to have this marchioness's address." "She lives in the Faubourg St. Germain," replied Madame Doisty, "near the Esplanade des Invalides." Lecoq had refrained from any sign of satisfaction while he was in the jeweler's presence.
It was a fancy I had, about four years ago, and it cost me dear at least twenty thousand francs. Ah! Doisty, the man who sold me those diamonds, must make a handsome income. But I had a granddaughter to educate and pressing need of money compelled me to sell them." "To whom?" asked Lecoq, eagerly.
Doisty immediately recognized the earring, which had, indeed, come from his shop. But whom had he sold it to? He could not recollect, for it had passed out of his hands three or four years before. "Wait a moment though," said he, "I will just ask my wife, who has a wonderful memory." Madame Doisty truly deserved this eulogium.
This worthy man greeted Lecoq very affably. He put on his glasses, examined the jewel with a grimace of satisfaction, and, in the tone of an oracle, remarked: "That stone is worth eight thousand francs, and it was set by Doisty, in the Rue de la Paix." Twenty minutes later Lecoq entered this well-known jeweler's establishment. Van Numen had not been mistaken.
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