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Ayscough, I couldn't believe anything o' that sort about him, nohow nor would my cousin, Zillah, what you know well enough, neither; he's as quiet as a lamb, Mr. Ayscough, is Mr. Lauriston ain't I known him, lodging here as he does, this many a month? I'll give my word for him, anyway, Mr. Ayscough! And you police gentlemen know me. Don't you now, Mr. Ayscough?"

Ayscough looked around him. He was wondering how it was that a dead man could lie in that garden, close to a busy thoroughfare, along which a regular stream of traffic of all descriptions was constantly passing, for several days, undetected. But a quick inspection of the surroundings explained matters.

Melky paused, looked after the rat, and then at the place from which it had emerged. And suddenly he stepped towards the shrubbery and drew aside the thick cluster of laurel branches. Just as suddenly he started back on the detective, and his face went white in the moonbeams. "Mr. Ayscough!" he gasped. "S'elp me! there's a dead man here! Look for yourself!"

'Tain't a healthy thing to let the public know there's an eighty-thousand pound diamond loose somewhere in London and as to telling that slant-eyed fellow in there " "You wait a bit, my lad!" interrupted Ayscough. "I had my reasons good 'uns. Now, look here, we're going to watch that door awhile. If the Jap comes out as I've an idea he will we're going to follow.

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."

"Time we were going on to the inquest," he remarked. "Come on we'll step round there together. You're both wanted, you know." "I'll join you at the Coroner's court, Mr. Ayscough," said Melky. "I've got a few minutes' business shan't be long." He hurried away by a short cut to Praed Street and turned into Mrs. Goldmark's establishment. Mrs.

Ayscough had only time to give a warning look and a word to the others before Mr. Mori Yada was ushered in. Every eye was turned on him as he entered some of the men present looking at him with wonder, some with curiosity, two, at any rate Levendale and Stephen Purvis with doubt.

"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?"

You've doubtless read all about this Praed Street mystery in the newspapers? Well, now, some very extraordinary developments have arisen out of the beginnings of that, it turns out." Melky sat by, disturbed and uncomfortable, while Ayscough reeled off a complete narrative of the recent discoveries to the suave-mannered, phlegmatic, calmly-listening figure on the hearthrug.

Ayscough pointed to a dark wide stain which showed on the earth at the foot of the bushes. "Stabbed!" he muttered. "Stabbed to death! And dragged in here look at that and that!" He turned, pointing to more stains on the gravelled path behind them stains which extended, at intervals, almost to the entrance door in the outer wall.

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