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in precious cent were accused, Ceres +1 OW Wilinsbew Cemeeer) furterer waving we me ae te hie Ce ee tne ont goertian of Mare inter i peaqtt Re le Giscorered to hare hed te hie vom . te Mites aon i? ! has come to vinit Alen Marte Moved Berens, on lndisn Pring im tayterious errand which Diek tum talon the peacork In @ mmeret tall, Alan an. 6 visit from Jotty, Greet ore! ped erred Haldwin Crtemn, Fotag, wre bad saen tho seacorh tn Cavn's ee: Gideon, claims it wae tater by Me murterer and © letter in Soriey's handwriting, make tment with Oriem an hour before Bakche tries to enilet Alan Bee behalf admitting that he te after tie claiming the jewel treasure as the de i Geendent of the original owner, (he Indian Prince Who had given it 10 lnderwick, Mies (irlson puts Medes & story ots) that the marterer has ¢ Peacock, Warned tr Jetty, Soriey cames to Alan's amber, ant with bim calle on Mis Grn, Who calle the police and has Sorley arrested, Miss Grison ‘elle Alan thet she 9 Horiey’s de carted wife, CHAPTER XV. (Continued £ tCK came hastity into the room, “Alan! Alan, come with me to the police office.” “What is the matter?! “Borley has escaped.” “Escaped,” Misa Grison screamed. Dick was recovering his breath by G@egrees, “When the cab estopped at Bow Street Police Office and we @lighted—that ie, when Moon and his @ficer and Soriey alighted, for I fol- Jewed him in another oab—Soriey ‘There was a look of mingled dic- may and anger on Miss Grison's tace et this unexpected intelligence. Wuller buttoned up his coat and pioked up his hat. On entering their chambers they found that no one had come during their absence, and Dick henved a sigh of relief, which Was echoed by Alan. “['m glad he didn’t come back,” re- marked Alan, “we should have to give Bim up.” “I think he knew much, and so @id not return, What's the matter @"The black bag.” gasped Fuller, pointing to an article of that desorip- dion which was on a chair in the corner of the room. “He mentioned that when he went away with Moon.” Alan picked up the bag. “What is in it?” “The peacock for a hundred pounds,” cried Dick swift! He was right, for when tho bag was opened, Fuller found wrapped tn the chamois skin the golden bird, which was tho cause of all the trouble, “Hal” said Latimer staring at it, “pow we can try and «vive the riddle.” CHAPTER XVI. HILE these events were tak- tng place In London, Marte, isolated in the Monastery, anxiously waited to hear news from her lover. As ar- ranged, Mr. Fuller met her at the ‘ation and drove her to Bel- stone in his trap. Aa Alan bad guessed, the vicar was in full poases- sion of all that had taken place, and invited the girl to stay with himself and his wife until matters were more settled. While in London Marie had complained of her loneliness at the big house, and had looked forward to some such Invitation, But on the way down in the train she had changed her mind, since she felt that @he could think things out better when alone. However, she did not object to dining at tho vicarage, and explained tho whole matter to her hostess, They were naturally horrt- ed, as no much event had ever before disturbed the village. The fact !s, Marie, being anxious and wilful, was not at ail pleased to remain passive while things were so unpleasant for her uncle; and ine}- dentally for herself, since she was his niece, Alan had insisted that she sh-nld not see Mother ig, where- upon Martie, although prom/!sing to obey him, mentally vowed that she would do 80. jey had given her twenty pounds, so there was no lack of money, and the girl decided firmly to do a little det business on her n account. © reason rs 4 she believed that PB 1 some- thing to do with the death of Grison, ff not indeed the actual doer of the Geed. Should her surmise prove to be correct Mother Slaig might be ablo to say if the Indian had haunted the slum or had come into touch with the deceased. ext morning Marte left the houso early 80 as to catch a morning train. irl knew exactly how to get to Rotherhithe, ae she had peeped an ABC, before leaving Belstone. by inquiries to learn the jereabouts of Mother Slaig, had a feint idea that chum she. barriden lived in wee ~~ THE PEACOCK OF JEWELS By FERGUS HUME A modern mystery story. A \ aiden peacock, studded, secreted the ems, and With this mystery was coupled that of a erime of which the inno- from her A Mint Griton's house BP Th ing place of a yenturesome dé @uly meet Fesched Victoria Btation, and had no difficulty in dropping downward the Bother ratiway line When emerged inte the open alr om ‘*, she looked helplessly around, not knowing which way to go, But she felt eure that Gibeon's FP te wae the hame of the slum af asked @ tall polleman where It was to be fficer looked at her keen! si whe wae a lady i Wish to wo there, mi and touched bie belmet, asked, rough lace, 1 wish to ese @ woman called Mra, siaig other Slaig Why, mise, mhe'e one of the worst creatures in the slum. 1 don’t think it Is wise of you to go, mine, 1d 4 ae ‘vee and ver Slaig don't want tracts.” Maurie did not deny the tfentity the policeman attributed to her, as she Was quick enough to see that such a character would expedite her Journey I be all right offlcer,” she answered Hehtlys “no one will hurt 0 “Well, m! T don’t think they wii, for they nk a heap of di Visitors at Gibeon's Rents, a ia rive th take you to the end of my beat and pass you on to another officer, who will show you the way, Come along, ir Marte conceived a high estimate of the guardians of the law, for her friend passed her along to another, who transferred her to a third, and all three men were courteous and considerate very wa The fourth policeman saw her shudder of disgust, when they stopped ingy, tumbie-down and dilapidated, I shali stay here, miss,” he sa'd politely, also taking her for a dis- trict visitor, “and if anything goes wrong, you just call for me.” Perhaps for this reason Mother Slatx received Marie graciously, when at ventured into the evil-emelling plac a said Mario, smiling, for in spite of the woman's disreputatle looks taere something oddly attractive about pound, and wha’ a miss?” grumbled Mother Slatg. Not much, but it ts all I can af- ford. You are a kind-hearted wom- an Mre. Siaig, I am quite sure.” “Mo!" Mother Slaig stared. “Why I'm the tork of the place for me languidge and slappings.” “Ah,” said Marie diplomatically, “no one has taken you in the righ way. I am going to throw myself on your merey, because I trust you. | know you will help me, Mra. Slaig.” “Well, I don't say as I won't, for there's no denying you've got a way with you as ain't bad. What is it said Mario slowly. Mother Slaig aroused with a sub- dued screech. “Blime me if you ain't one o' them wimin ‘tecs, Now ain't y’, ain't y'?" “No; I am the niece of Mr. Ran- dolph Sorley who is accused of the crime.” Mother Slatg dropped again into her chair a shape undle of clothes, and with a bewildered look in her eyes, “Ho! you're her, are y she growled, but not in a@ hostile manner, “Moon—he's the head peeler hereabouts—dearte's been nosin’ round about that murder, Only this mornin’ he comes an’ ses as they caught that Sorley cove larst night, and he got away in th’ bloomin’ ‘fog. Yuss,” said Mother Slaig, anticipating and guy me shillin’s and tanne A swell, @ toff, he was tryin’ to look what wasn't his age, but a good ‘un wiff his cash.” “You don't think he murdered Mr, Grison?" asked Marie apprehensively, “Blime me tf I knows,” said Mother Slaig reflectively, and tehing her elbow again, “and what odds 'f he did anyhow, miss, Grison was better un- dergroun’ than above it in my opinion.” “Well T don't bellove that my uncle murdered Mr, Grison,” said Marte tn a resolute volee, and looking hard at the harridan, “That's right, dearte, allys atick up fur them as ia relatives, thourh T don't think much of mine leavin’ me ‘ere to slave cruel, and never givin’ no cash wiff their stingyness. Ho was ‘ere that night y’ know anyhow." “He came away at eight o'clock and Mr. Grison wasn't Killed till after,” declared the girl “So he sea," murmured Mother Slaig, “p'raps some frien’ of him en Grison stuck patd him out fn th’ suime walt.” “What do you mean?" asked Marle who had not heard of the man's act. “Didn't y’ know,’ erfed Mother Slag with relish, “why, bless y' miss ~an' bless y' I kin, fur I've kind o' taiken a fancy t’ y'—Grison killed a cove es he smoked wiff in that Chinky's den, We fun’ the watch of th’ cove an’ his juwulery in Grison’s room." “Do you know ff any relatives of this dead man came down here?” "No, Tnover did, T don't know any- thing, miss, and what's more I don't want to I case T shud come bunkin' against them beastly perlice.” “Well then," asked Marie coming to the point, “can you tell me ff an Indian called Morad-Bakehe ever came to see Mr, Grison” “Don' no th’ nalme," said Mother Slaig, “an there's lots of them dagoes abaout ‘ere, Iascars an mullottera and all that sort o' scum. Grison torked t' one an’ all, What Ike's the cove's y've got in yer mind, miss?’ As Marie had heard: Bakche de- eribed both by Alan and Mrs, Ver- win sho was able to convey to Mother Slaigs shrewd intelligence a fair pic- ture of the man. The old hag re- flected again, then slapped her fat knees with both fat hands, ‘Know J WATT AWFUL, I A SWAVE AN’ WAIC NIN THE WORST WA WHY THE "GOOD NATURE™ OH, 1 GOTTA MEET last before a disreputable house, | all give you @ pound {f you! will let me have a talk with you," | pound, | ‘course I knows him, ‘Aughty-like, fu woman jus’ lik mud, I guy him bits mind when he sneaked round “Then he aid come to see Mr. Gri- asked Marie, “Did he come “Carn’t keep count, ‘aving a ‘ead fur figures, tho’ me ais- ax grand at them, dearie, os times an’ again, she went on as the memory returned to her, “he was stan‘orf fur a nigger. "Thort he was a lascar at fust, but he wasn't, tho’ he did live on rice and water like them sweeps. he was a cut above them, I did, wore a snake snake,” repeated Marto be- t's about the murder of Mr. Gri- _ “On his right arm, below th’ elber,” explained Mother Slaig, “tattooed it was, as them aailors ‘ave a fancy 8 he here on the night of the r?” asked Marie al how you ‘as me," in an expansive fashion, ‘me, 1’ night as he was done fur, bein’ “Itappy?" Marte did not know what in,” explained Mother Slaig rock- “White satin as some call it, tho’ blue ruin is my name fur T got half a quid fro that Sorley chap, es he come in or wen’ out h "Laid tt all out in gin wiff fren's o' mine, and we did ‘ay a time t’ dream of.” “But isn't it bad to drink @o much,” asked Marie, rising timidly, ur sich es you es 18 @ flo it 1s," agreed Mother Sinig. me that there quid y' promised?” demanded suddenly. vee .. faa Marte, money from her pocket, “bu ( drink It away, Mrs, S! ie & nic@ woman as you should ing to and fro, dunno which 14 Mra. Slaig. “'An’ bless y' fur an angil of delight wiff stars roun' ye! Marte laughed and hurried away } the shadow of the policeman, whe rer ‘smal v pasked from ona constable to anothar until she regained one of her tem declined mone: porary guides CHAPTER XVII. ARIE returned home with the full belief that Morad- Bakche was the guilty per- since ho desired » wherein Baldwin Grison She sent a telegram to Alan asking him to come down the neat Fuller duly arrived by an morning train, and it was 10 o'clock when Marie—who was watching for him like @ veritable Sister Anne— saw him walk up the avenue, Tushed out of the house and led nim {nto it, hanging fondly on his arm, while asking innumerable questions. “Oh, darling, I am #0 glad to nee And how are you? have you in that black ba, am quite well, deares! an hour ago, and walked direct trom \ (oust my Luce WE BARBERS A ? nk a 1A STRIKE, WHAT AM | EVER Gon’ To fo ? MY DARLING TO NIGHT, AN' | NEED A SHAVE AN’ HAIRCUT AN’ THE BARBERS ARE ON A STRIKE AN'— YES SiR. 'M WHAT YOU MIGHT CALL A CHAMP. I'M THE ORIGINAL GOOD BARBER! this bag I have ock of Jewels.’ cried Miss Inderwick, “how at wet it?” “Mr, Sorley left it in my chambers last night,” “Then you have seen Uncle Ran?" “Yes; and so has Lat 4d Marie looked nervous, “Mr, Latl- mer doesn't Like Uncie Kan,” she sagd thoughttully, “but L hope he has not given him up to the police.” “Your Uncle Ran gave himself up of his own accord.” said Alan grimly, “but repented at the eleventh hour and made his escape. “I'm giad of that,” remarked the girl thankfully, “as I believe Uncle Ran ts quite innocent. But why did he wive himself up at all?” “Ll can tell you the whole story if you will listen,” And when M derwick nifled by @ gesture that she was ail ears, Fuller detailed ail thet had taken place on the previous night. “Mr, Bakche knew that Mr. Grison was at Mother Slaig’s and went there heaps of times, She saw him," re- marked Mar! iow do you know?” demanded Alan, “Because she told me herself, Of course she didn't know his name, but he description is exactly the same as yours—haughty, dark and’ —— Fuller looked startled. “Darling, you never went by yourself to see that dreadful old hag?” "Yes, 1 did, and 1 don’t think s| 80 Very dreadful.” “Marie, you shouldn't have gone to “If L had you would have me," pouted Migs Laderwick; did wo want to do something to help Uncle Ran,” “But has your visit helped bim? Mother Blaig may be wrong about Bakche, and may have mistaken @ lascar for him.” “There Was no question of mistak- ing any one,” retorted Marie quickly, “tor Mother Slalg did not know the name, I described Mr, Bakche as you did, and she said that ghe bad seen @ man of that description—the snake man she called him. “Phe snake man, swiftly, Why?" "On his right arm from the wrist to the elbow he had @ snake tattoved in spirais.” Fuller slapped his knee excitedly, "Mother Sia dso are you. Miss that Bakche had such a repeated Alan nd spoke is “Then he must have been at Rother- hithe and known Mr, Grison,” sald Miss Inderwick, “Certainly; since Mother Siaig would otherwise have known notaing about the tattooed snake, Toll mo exactly what sho said, Marie.” Miss Inderwick did so, omitting nothing, and shortly Puller was 1H poswession of all that had taken place at Rotherhithe. “And Bakehe denied that he isited Iotherhithe, or knew Gni- eried Alan. ‘Marie, you have undoubtedly found valuable evidence which may help to clear your uncle's character, I admit that.” at Is to be done now, then?” ked the girl. We it tell Inspector Moon visits to Kotherhithe, and then the Indian can be ques- tioned, I shall do that to-morrow Meanwhile’—Alan opened the biack b ‘look at this.” Marie took up the luok of her fam- ily and turned it roun® upside down, and looked at it from every side, suppose must give up tsying to nN ne estes, Stew, An’ DON T LET THAT WORRY YO")! Toby, "LL FIX YOU UP, I'M AN EX BARBER. AN' WHEN t WAS AT IT, ‘ON SID AN EXPERT- C ERED AN bad ace guess its riddio for the present. Where shall we put it, Alan?” “In the cupboard, I suppone,’ the lawyer carelessly; “it has always “Let us see what the word is, Alan,’ cried Marie, much excite the letter 'K.” That's a piece of coral—that’ ding for ‘O, another piece of coral" “C," raid Marie anxiously, thyst for ‘A,’ and emerald for ‘And @ pearl for ‘PB! The word gmashod. ‘There have been plenty of + panies during the century.” the “What would have bocome of tho Alan, I shall put tt along wit Rant toward tho panel marked with @ cross. “Can you open it, Merrie? Sho touched the hid- den spring, and the panel slid into Its therefore reads K. C. 0, ©. And that, my di Spell it backward, muttered Alan, into the dark recess with its many Almost befo: 4 “Put the peacock back on the table,” “and let us look at thi ur uncle does not retur: Bring tho tray have discovered the secret.” they belong to the table, Marie, shrieked in her excite table quick’ wero empty, ut her hand tn and grored round to see if she had missed any Suddenly she uttered an ex- brought out a long steel instrument, with a allver handie set with rough, (urquoise acones. "Oh, © Alan, look at tiis, dear,’ Fuller started and frowned, re.acin= bering how Grison had been stabbed with a slender instrument, And here was a stiletto in the secret hiding place of Sorley the tail and” d them aa we have done f each stone stand to spell ¢ “Yen! yea! yes! Fut there ts more than one word in that tall, Alan. it indicates the “I'm sure tt does,” cried Fuller, tak- Marlo, read out the ing out a pencil, beginning at the top, Shining brass railings, and @ number stones In order, and Vil set them down.” eae ed to speak, th® oiectric lamps over each; for the place sitl did so with sparkling eyes, and Pp © result when finished handle, and the young with a shudder. guilty after all, aud were the life blood of Baldwin Grison? em #0, he thought, and? his themselves in for Marie uttered an exclama- “Oh, Alan, dear, murdered Mr, Grison with that ati- triangle of rubies, thought® showed Sapphire, Turquoise, Pearl, Turquoise, Bmerald, Ruby, Pearl, Opal, Onyx, Lapts lazull. nerald, Diamond. ly net down in ores a ter of each atone, and Marte, or his shoulder, saw that falr-sized room at the very back of tion and grew pale. like tt, dear,” maid Fullor evidence ehowed {aon was murdered with a weapon of this sort, and now that we find et place known only to v8 POOL & RED.” “Bt. a brisk expression, Peter's Dell, ? The Jewels are hidden marked with @ red hn, Lam sure of it, 3 son knows It also,” erted Marie, determined to believe nothing nst her relative, is Innocent, and will ain everything,” “We won't th Peter's Well in Marie obstinately. anything more about the matter until he comes hack.” Marie tried Tat us go and look. Aak “nny for & crowbar. Fdan't expect we have a crowbar’ some idea of how I come to know. back part of the house nevertheless, took hiw Way to St. Peter's dell, Tho sides of tho well were of may with mos# and while the elrcle above ground was overgrown with herbage. ‘s of finding the marked atone, he hewan to tear away the grasses and seratobing his hands the effect of t her fair skin mired herself in the ments—for som of the gema wer ind a curious rir of silver entirely circled by precious Fuller examined the object, which was # broad band of sliver workmansbiy tara and ivy, whar after all,” she w under tho article ed, along with @ spade and @ last representative of the family, and pointed out a point that had “It must be down the well,” tween that bit of coral wonder what ‘i TL have heart 1 with stones be ' ) trust that rotten windlass means?” Alar to thie tree,” of a ring set roun ho sald thoughtfully, * ed to me why Who has that ring? ft was my grandmother who showed it to me when | was a tiny was a golden and each meant a letter.” “There {9 no gom excellent {dew ring with six stones, beginning with T expect the maker of this ring chose @ word which contained that and ae he could no! engraved the word on ver in this fashion,’ dien Hinges over the 04, well, and the ropo grew taut from he pushed back his chair uneasily, where the seve “It's the peacock,” he muttered, bi Bimself to the beech, e Evening World Daily Magazine. Friday. August 25, 1916 Yes, Where? a oo on - — — By Jack Callahan King and Church.” A with two heroines dire peril oral twiete the @ vind the trunk et & too great A him ot yt that he could Again he shouted, relief, am the big #t into the dark Waters below. A @ you got it, Alan?’ erted Hut it doen't aroping. thing eine. 1Un @ big diamond oad ented Alan dublousty, away hard. “Hub! ite only . And that was all, Papers wrapped \up m to progorve them trom jenough, # | @oaledt by the on examination, proved to be a state. ment algned by the egum and Rajah jot Kam and their vizier, saying that | the jewels, which were enumerated, ‘had been given to George Inderwick | becanae he had saved the life of the | royal woman and hor son, ‘Thon there wan a letter to Inderwick written by | Ferrier, which stated that he had placed the Jewels in Yarbury'’s Bank, | Monks Lana, Cheapside, London, “To given up to you when you produce r. Yarbury the peacock of Jews ended the Instructions. CHAPTER XVII. VE you the papers, Alan?” | "Yea, dear.” out of that box?” “Thy peacock in this bag of Uncle Ran’s,” ended Marte. With Fuller she occupied a first. Clase carriage of the London express from Lewes, and the two had it all to themselves, since Alan had bribed the guard to keep out other passen- gers. “And I only hope " gaid Alan, “that «» Yarbury’s Bank fe still in existence.” ‘beginwith “Oh, Alan! I hope ao, Why art, Next shouldn't it be?” “Weil the jewels were deposited there one hundred and fifty years ago more or less, my dear, and It 1s pos. sible that the bank may have geome had the bank smashed?” asked Marie in @ timid and rather tearful 4 is ring Yolce. de by Simon Ferrier. Darling, In Cheapside, and at the entrance I really and truly believe that We of a narrow side street, which the etrt driver assured them was the lane in vent and ran Question, they alighted, and walked Suish: “[ see your down it after the tax! had been dis- ‘ stones 10 minsed. “Oh, thank goodness!" murmured when they came face to face @ with @ very dingy building. “It's Yarbury’ “Sure enough,” replied Fulle Alan led the way into @ broad and low room of vast proportions filled with mahogany counters, protected by of desks, high and low, with shaded was darkish even at noon. On Inquir- 4 the ing If the manager could be seen, a indicated plainly: message Ws sent and an answer i ceived that the great man would ac- Sapphire, Cord an interview to the strangers Alan gent in his card and that of Miss Inderwick, and after another short delay the two were conducted into a the bullding, to be welcomed by an elderly gentioman with white hair aod “What can I do for you?” he asked. “You are the manager of Yarbury’ Bauk?” inquired dian rather usneces- ¢ sarily. “Certainly, Berwick 1s my name, and | have been in charge for some yours.” if you know the name of Inder- wick, Mr, Berwick, you may hay Berwick cast look In Marie's di- rection, “Inderwick! Yes, 1 do know that namo, It waa mentioned tn the newspapers some little time ago, and had to do with @ murder case con- nected with Rotherhithe. “And with @ peacock,” quickly. ny aid Marie ." Berwick scratched his chin itatively “Which ts the luck she finished, "Oh, then you are one of the Inder- f Belstone said Aian slowly, o is the the heiress of George Inderwick. Do said you know that name?" “I do," assented Berwick alertly, * “On reading the newspapera it led to said my recalling certain & young beech which—but pardon me"—Mr. ch Was growing close to the open- interrupted himself—"“how can I be ing, and, o4 Alan thought this was an eure that this ta Mise Inderwiok ?” he gave her a kiss for the suggestion——he fastened the rope air," Alan remarked, opening the to its trunk and then made a alip- Diack bag, “Perhaps this will asdure knot, which he bound under his arma, you of the identity of this young “Now, dear, take a turn on the rope indy.” round the tree and lower me gently, that will prevent the atrain being too cock in all ite of the 4 tions, erwick ‘That {9 @ very natural question, Berwick stared when the littering pory wae ed under the electric light, and ruddy face wea trifle pale as NENT WEEK'S COMPLETE NOVEL THE SPLENDID SPUR By A. T. QUILLER-COUCH A tory of England in 169%, and of a young man whom adventure led from hia college audies 10 1 one whom he loved; one who loved him-—one whom he saved; one who saved him when SINS IN NEXT MONDAY 8 EVENING WORLD t “And the key which came I have the golden ® ight “Por story full of adventure, threatened. nd new Toone penooeh #)- eh & certan boa which had to de with that bird wae placed here by Kimon Ferrier,” lnderwick’s servant,” said Age dryly Mr Herwiok, who still seemed " purvurbed, moistened hie Hpe and spoke unateadily, "Lean certainly supply you with Information, but be fore doing fo. 1 ghowld lhe to eead for Inapector Moon.” that why began Marte hotly, only to be interrupted by her lover “lL quite un and what you mean, Mr Herwick,” he sald calmly, “and, of course, under the olreumatandes, it is focemeary that you eheuld take every precaution to safeguard the ia- toreate of the DANK.” Futlert® ‘ the lawyer tn- read the sopount ot the interview With Mies Louise Grison, # ed (herein that if the peacock divcovered, the Assaamin of her brol browmht to Justice, le that admitted Berwtok readily,? > “It is natural that Mr, Berwtek should suspect us, in the face of Migs rine Better send tor Inape and also L muat ask you to send Th eat News for Richard Latimer," “Why! asked the man, “Heoa he can prove ho Caine posnossed of the peacock.” “k shad do what you ask, and you Will excuse me, Mr, Fuller, if [ am rather punctilious in dealing with the Ave reoolved a reply from both, » Manage suming his se They will be here as soon a in our bank?" “We guessed the riddle,” said Marie le Herwick looked at the pea- cock in @ puzzled way. “Did you not know that the box was at Yarbury'» Bank? he addressed Miss Inderwick “NO} nor did any gue else, Mr. Ber wick, Only when Mr, Fuller aml & ed the riddle did we learg sup reabouts of the box, It is hete” Mr. Berwick asay ber, ap been here for over Oat 2. undred yea We have the lethar, ructiona concerhing @." tad What are the instructions? mage d 2 : “The box of jewels is to be held by the bank authorities unt same one brings a certain golden peacocy studded with gems, certain papery explaining the peacock, and others dealing with the tran of Jowelw from the Rajah Kam to George Inderwick, nally a key which will ft the box Marto looked at Alan, who brough;, out the objects named, “There you' are, Mr. Berwick,” “Oh, ah, excuse me," said Berwick, deeply interested at the sight of thu old documents, and forthwith de to reading them, » 1d when t the al seary papers, and f hey can speak for itself if It Mts the loch of the steel box. They were interrupted by @ clerk entering with a card insoribed with the name of Latimer, and Dick en tered all alive with curiosity to hea why he had been summoned to suci: fn unexpected place. Inspector Moon arrived a few momenta la’ Tho officer opened his eyes wide when ho saw the golden peacock on the table. “How did tt come here?” he asked, suspiciously. “Mr, Sorley Ipft it behind tn this black bag,” said Alan, readily. “Yeu may remember, Mr. Inspector, that when you were taking him away he called out to me to remember the black bag. I did not know what he meant, but when Mr. Latimer and returned to our chambers, we found the bag there, and in & the golden peacock.” “L understand from hints given, Mr. Puller, that you have solved the riddie alluded to by Miss Grison in her pud-. shed statement,” said Moon. dave you, Puller?" asked Latimer, “Yes, Marie and I found it out more by accident than in any logipa’ way, Dick, See here!" and to Moon and the other man Fuller explained the method pursue, and showed the meanog of the pregious tail of the bird, Whi Latimer were still expr surprise, and examining the bird, wick returned with one of the clerks carrying a good-sized box. “Here are the jewels,” he said ex pansively, They ali crowded around to admire the box, which in itself was really curious and artistic, It was of pol- ished steel, greatly tarnished by and age and sundry batterings whic! might be ascribed to ite career in India before Ferrier had used it to store the Jewel; Marie with @ flu:- t ‘8 looked on eagerly, She had some difficulty in turning tt, since he lock had not been used for so but Alan aided Bat with his atrong wrist, and with a click te key did its work, In the glare of the liqw* @ perfect glory af color and radiance flashed out, ri There were @neralds, rubles, sap phires and opais of many hues. Some lifted from the box. and at the very bottom, lying on a ad of colored alk, were man: oose diamonds gulttoring with multi- hued fires like the suns of innumer- able solar systema, “T shall dovote tho fortune to prov- ing my uncle's Innocence,” sald Marte haughty and stubbornly, “In the meanwhile, Mr, Berwick, put the Bex’) back in your atrong-room along with the peacock,” (Te Be Continued)