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Zillah turned on the American with a sharp look of enquiry. "Who was he?" she demanded. "Tell us his name!" "His name," replied Guyler, "was Spencer Levendale dealer in diamonds." The effect produced by this announcement was evidently exactly that which the American expected, and he smiled, a little grimly, as he looked from one face to another.
Guyler and John Purvis are going down again first thing in the morning. John Purvis, of course, is immensely relieved to know that Guyler's certain about his brother. I say! do you know what Guyler's theory is about that diamond of Stephen's?" "No and what might Mr. Guyler's theory be, now Mr. Lauriston?" enquired the detective.
As for his hearers, they first looked at each other and then at him, and Guyler laughed and went on. "That makes you jump!" he said. "Well, now, at the end of that inquest business in the papers the other day I noticed Spencer Levendale's name mentioned in connection with some old book that was left, or found in Mr. Daniel Multenius's back-parlour.
But had it?" "I hadn't thought of diamonds, but I certainly had of South Africa," admitted Zillah. "Seems to be working in both directions," said Guyler, meditatively. "But you'll see that when I tell you what I know." Purdie and Melky Rubinstein entered the room within the twenty minutes which Zillah had predicted full of wonder to find her and Lauriston in company with a total stranger.
But Zillah explained matters in a few words, and forbade any questioning until Mr. Stuyvesant Guyler had told his story. "And before I get on to that," said Guyler, who had been quietly scrutinizing his two new visitors while Zillah explained the situation, "I'd just like to see that platinum solitaire that Mr. Rubinstein picked up if he's got it about him?" Melky thrust a hand into a pocket.
Guyler waited, watching that alley, he says, like a cat watches a mouse-hole and all in vain. He watched for an hour it was no good." "Pooh!" said Ayscough. "If it was Purvis, he'd walked straight through the alley and gone out at the other end." "No!" remarked Lauriston. "At least, not according to Guyler.
I'm a New York man but I've knocked around some pretty considerable, in fact. Say! have you got any idea that this mystery of yours is at all connected with South Africa? And incidentally with diamonds?" Zillah started and glanced at Lauriston. "What makes you think of South Africa and of diamonds?" she asked. "Oh, well but that comes into my tale," answered Guyler. "You'll see in due course.
"Why, certainly I reckon that is the man," remarked Guyler. "That's what I've been figuring on, all through. I tell you all this mystery is around some diamond affair in which this lady's grandfather, and Mr. Spencer Levendale, and this man Purvis have been mixed up sure! And the thing in my humble opinion is to find both of them! Now, then, what's been done, and what's being done, in that way?"
Now we're going to find Mr. Killick." He and Lauriston and Guyler walked out together; on the steps of the police-station Ayscough called him back. "I say!" he said, confidentially. "Leave that Mr. Killick business alone for an hour or two. I can tell you of something much more interesting than that, and possibly of more importance. Go round to the Coroner's Court Mr. Lauriston knows where it is."
"We can give you some news, then," he said. "It'll be common property tomorrow morning. Levendale has mysteriously disappeared from his house, and from his usual haunts! and nobody knows where he is. And it's considered that this disappearance has something to do with the Praed Street affair." "Sure!" assented Guyler. "That's just about a dead certainty.
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