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"Dixon," she added, turning to the footman who had admitted Craig, "take Professor Ashleigh's servant into the kitchen and see that he has something before he leaves for home. Now, Professor, if you will come this way." They reached a little room in the far corner of the house. Mrs. Rheinholdt apologised as she switched on the electric lights.
Personally, I do not believe that I shall ever again see the face of my servant, any more than that you, Quest, will entirely solve the mystery of these murders and the theft of the Rheinholdt jewels." Lenora, who, with her hat on, was packing a small bag at the other end of the room, glanced up for a moment. "The man is a demon!" she exclaimed. "He would have sacrificed us all, if he could.
There were bridge tables, all of which were occupied, and for those who preferred the more old-fashioned pastime of conversation amongst luxurious surroundings, there was still ample space and opportunity. Philip Rheinholdt, with a pretty young débutante upon his arm, came out from the dancing room and looked around amongst the little knots of people. "I wonder where mother is," he remarked.
Rheinholdt, her hands clasping her neck, her splendid composure a thing of the past, a panic-stricken, terrified woman, stumbled into the room. She seemed on the point of collapse. Somehow or other, they got her into an easy-chair. "My jewels!" she cried. "My diamonds!" "What do you mean, mother?" Philip Rheinholdt asked quickly. "Have you lost them?" "Stolen!" Mrs. Rheinholdt shrieked.
I think I lost consciousness for a moment, although I was still standing up. The next thing I remember is that I found myself shrieking and running here and the jewels had gone!" "You saw no one?" her son asked incredulously. "You heard nothing?" "I heard no footsteps. I saw no one," Mrs. Rheinholdt repeated. The Professor turned away.
French set his teeth and drew back the curtains. In the clearer light, the disorder of the room was fully revealed. There had been a terrible struggle. Between whom? How? There was suddenly a piercing shriek. The Inspector turned quickly around. Mrs. Rheinholdt, who had disregarded his advice, was standing on the threshold. "Inspector!" she cried. "What has happened? Oh, my God!"
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