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Updated: June 11, 2025
"Don't you remember that he assured us from the very start that diamonds would be found to be at the bottom of this. But he surprised us!" "Aye? How?" asked Ayscough. "Some news?" "Guyler swears that he saw Stephen Purvis this very morning," replied Purdie. "He's confident of it!" "Saw Stephen Purvis this very morning!" exclaimed Ayscough. "Where, now?"
"Get a taxi-cab," he whispered, "and we'll all go to see that American man you've told me of Guyler. And when we've seen him, you can take me to see Daniel Multenius's granddaughter." Old Daniel Multenius had been quietly laid to rest that afternoon, and at the very moment in which Mr. Killick and his companions were driving away from the police station to seek Stuyvesant Guyler at his hotel, Mr.
Recognized him, as a matter of fact, by his being in possession of those studs." "And who was he?" asked Purdie. "A man named Purvis Stephen Purvis," answered Guyler. "Sort of man like myself knocked around, taking up this and that, as long as there was money in it. I came across him in Johannesburg, maybe a year after that deal I was telling of.
He didn't know who the other fellows were, neither." "You've never seen him since?" suggested Purdie. "You don't know where he is?" "Not a ghost of a notion!" said Guyler. "Didn't talk with him more than once, and then only for an hour or so." "Mister!" exclaimed Melky, eagerly. "Could you describe this here Purvis, now? Just a bit of a description, like?" "Sure!" answered the American.
Guyler says it was a long, narrow alley Purvis could have reached one end by the time he'd reached the other. He says Guyler that on each side of that alley there are suites of offices he reckoned there were a few hundred separate offices in the lot, and that it would take him a week to make enquiry at the doors of each.
"Well," he remarked, "I guess that in a fix of this sort, you can't take too much trouble! I'm interested in this case and a good deal more than interested now that you tell me about these platinum studs. I reckon I can throw some light on that, anyway! But we'll keep it till your friends come. And I haven't introduced myself my name's Stuyvesant Guyler.
"But I'm in hopes I've done a bit, I think, towards it with Mr. Rubinstein's help, though he doesn't quite understand my methods. But you, gentlemen I came in to hear if you'd anything to tell about Guyler. What did he think about what John Purvis had to tell us this afternoon?" "He wasn't surprised," answered Purdie.
Killick and his companions at the police station to the coming of John Purvis, and his three listeners drank in every word with rising interest. Mr. Penniket became graver and graver. "Where's Mr. Killick now and the rest of them?" he asked in the end. "Gone to find that American chap Guyler," answered Ayscough.
"Not at all!" replied Guyler, cheerfully. "I'm located at this hotel for a week or two. I struck it when I came here from the North, a few days back, and it suits me very well, and I guess I'll just stop here while I'm in London this journey. No, I've no objection to take a hand. But it seems to me there's still a lot of difficulty about this young gentleman here Mr. Lauriston.
He passed the man from New Scotland Yard without so much as a wink: he ignored Levendale and Stephen Purvis; he stared blankly at Purdie and Lauriston, and led his companion to two vacant seats near the counter. And they had only just dropped into them when in came Mr. Killick, with John Purvis and Guyler and slipped quietly into seats in the middle of the room.
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