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'Misther Hollams will know; 'tis our jokin' word for 'em; sometimes papers is sparks when they set a lawsuit ablaze, and he laffed. 'But be sure ye say the sparks from Misther W., he sez again, 'bekase then he'll know ye're jinuine an' he'll pay ye han'some. Say Misther W. sez you're to have your reg'lars, if ye like. D'ye mind that? "'Ay, sez I, 'that I'm to have my reg'lars.
"Of course, and availed himself of the fact of Leamy having carried the bag to direct Hollams's suspicion to him. Hollams found out by his repeated searches of Leamy and his lodgings, that this was wrong, and this morning evidently tried to persuade the ruby out of Wilks' possession with a revolver. We saw the upshot of that." Kedderby Station was about forty miles out.
Hollams, finally satisfied that very morning that Leamy certainly had not the jewel, either on his person or at his lodging, and knowing, from having so closely watched him, that he had been nowhere where it could be disposed of, concluded that Wilks was cheating him, and attempted to extort the ruby from him by the aid of another ruffian and a pistol. The rest of my way was plain.
Hewitt turned to his directory. "Gold Street is the place, probably," he said, "and it seems to be a street chiefly of private houses. You would be able to point out the house if you were taken there, I suppose?" "I should that, sor; indade, I was thinkin' av goin' there an' tellin' Misther Hollams all my throubles, him havin' been so kind."
But I expected that, Hollams is such a greedy pig. Once he's got you under his thumb he don't give you half your makings, and, if you kick, he'll have you smugged. So that I wasn't going to give him that if I could help it. I s'pose it ain't any good asking how you got put on to our mob?" "No," said Hewitt, "it isn't."
The ruby? Shall you take the case up, then?" "I shall. It is no longer a speculation." "Then do you expect to find it at Hollams' house in Chelsea?" I asked. "No, I don't, because it isn't there else why are they trying to get it from this unlucky Irishman? There has been bad faith in Hollams' gang, I expect, and Hollams has missed the ruby and suspects Leamy of having taken it from the bag."
Hollams is safely shut up by this time, I expect, and you are avenged for your little trouble with him this afternoon." "What did you know about that? Well, you've got it up nicely for me, I must say. S'pose you've been following me all the time?" "Well, yes; I haven't been far off.
"The struggle and flight of Wilks from Hollams' confirmed my previous impressions.
It was scarcely likely that Hollams would go to so much trouble and risk, attempting to drug, injuring, waylaying, and burgling the rooms of the unfortunate Leamy, for a jewel of small value for any jewel, in fact, but the ruby. So that I felt a pretty strong presumption, at all events, that it was the ruby Hollams was after.
"I fancy he's one of that very respectable family you heard about at Mr. Hollams'. Come along with me now to Chelsea, and see if you can point out that house in Gold Street. I'll send for a cab." He made for the outer office, and I went with him. "What is all this, Hewitt?" I asked. "A gang of thieves with stolen property?" Hewitt looked in my face and replied: "It's the Quinton ruby!" "What!
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