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"To be sure yes yes of course," the distraught clerk answered. "But it is all very unfortunate. To think of their putting it over on me me, who have been here twenty years and never lost an article. It's terrible!" "Cheer up, Hollings." "I shall lose my place," wailed Hollings. "Lose it as sure as the world. Wait until the boss hears of it."

Afterward the two police officers, Christopher, his father, Mr. Rhinehart, and Hollings rolled away to headquarters to identify the captured diamond thief. Yes, it was Stuart! There could be no possible doubt about that; nor, indeed, did the culprit attempt to deny his identity. Perhaps he realized that to do so would be futile.

"It was I. I did the foozling." Up they shot in the elevator. The messenger in his uniform and buttons went ahead and opened the door. "Mr. Hollings is here, sir," announced he. "And Mr. Christopher and the detective, Mr. Waldron." As the three crossed the threshold and entered the office, Christopher saw Mr. Norcross and the inspector. A deep hush was upon the room.

"I had an engagement to-day with Hollings & Company, who were thinking of having me take a cargo for Galveston. If I hadn't run plump into this treasure business as I did, there isn't any doubt but I would have closed with them to-day. But now it's all off. I'll see them this afternoon and tell them they'll have to get somebody else."

It almost seemed as if it hadn't happened," repeated the boy wretchedly. "Why blame the boy, Hollings, when you yourself hadn't the wit to be on your guard?" put in the man called Grant. "That's so! That's so!" moaned the unfortunate fellow. "At least he has lost little time. He has given us pretty prompt warning and enabled us to get our nets out much sooner than we should have otherwise.

Burton, his partner, and Christopher himself, but to the unfortunate Hollings it was well-nigh exasperating. "Anybody'd think we had half a century to land those thieves," snarled he. "Why, they have had almost time enough to get to Holland or Siam, and dispose of their loot. I can't see what the police are thinking of not to round them up quicker than this.

"Ever see this ring before, Hollings?" questioned Mr. Burton, whirling round in his swivel chair and extending the jewel. "My soul, sir! You don't mean " He stopped, speechless. "What do you say, Mr. Rhinehart?" "It certainly looks like our property," declared the more cautious clerk. "If it is, the identification letters BNC will be found scratched inside the band of the ring.

"Well, if the owners are as much gratified to see their diamonds returning as we are " The opening of the door cut short further comment and Hollings and Mr. Rhinehart came into the room. It was evident from their manner they had no inkling as to why they had been summoned and the former employee, fearful of another disaster, was pallid with apprehension.

"And so, Hollings," the great Mr. Burton began, "while your back was turned, you have lost some of our valuable diamonds." "My back was not turned, sir," objected Hollings. "I merely looked away a minute." "Long enough to give a pair of thieves the opportunity to work." "It hardly seemed so." "But it was." "I'm afraid so, Mr. Burton.

Hollings remarked inquisitively. Mrs. Hollings was an elderly widow, who devoted two hours of her morning to cleaning my rooms and preparing my breakfast. "Some friends did call," I answered, pouring out the coffee. "Friends! Good Samaritans I should call 'em," Mrs. Hollings declared, "if so be as they left all the things I found here this morning.

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