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THE DATCHET DIAMONDS
"Shall I shoot all three of you?"
Page 265. Frontispiece.
THE
DATCHET DIAMONDS
BY
RICHARD MARSH
AUTHOR OF "THE CRIME AND THE CRIMINAL," "PHILIP BENNION'S DEATH," "THE BEETLE," ETC., ETC.
ILLUSTRATED BY STANLEY L. WOOD
LONDON
WARD, LOCK & CO., Limited
WARWICK HOUSE, SALISBURY SQUARE, E.C.
NEW YORK AND MELBOURNE
UNWIN BROTHERS, THE GRESHAM PRESS, WOKING AND LONDON.
CONTENTS
CHAPTER I.
CHAPTER II.
CHAPTER III.
CHAPTER IV.
CHAPTER V.
CHAPTER VI.
CHAPTER VII.
THE DATCHET DIAMONDS ARE PLACED IN SAFE CUSTODY.
CHAPTER VIII.
CHAPTER IX.
CHAPTER X.
CHAPTER XI.
CHAPTER XII.
CHAPTER XIII.
CHAPTER XIV.
CHAPTER XV.
CHAPTER XVI.
A MODERN INSTANCE OF AN ANCIENT PRACTICE.
CHAPTER XVII.
THE MOST DANGEROUS FOE OF ALL.
CHAPTER XVIII.
THE LAST OF THE DATCHET DIAMONDS.
CHAPTER XIX.
CHAPTER I
TWO MEN AND A MAID
The band struck up a waltz. It chanced to be the one which they had last danced together at the Dome. How well he had danced, and how guilty she had felt! Conscious of what almost amounted to a sense of impropriety! Charlie had taken her; it was Charlie who had made her go--but then, in some eyes, Miss Wentworth might not have been regarded as the most unimpeachable of chaperons. That Cyril, for instance, would have had strong opinions of his own upon that point, Miss Strong was well aware.
While Miss Strong listened, thinking of the last time she had heard that waltz, the man with whom she had danced it stood, all at once, in front of her. She had half expected that it would be so--half had feared it. It was not the first time they had encountered each other on the pier; Miss Strong had already begun to more than suspect that the chance of encountering her was the magnet which drew Mr. Lawrence through the turnstiles. She did not wish to meet him; she assured herself that she did not wish to meet him. But, on the other hand, she did not wish to go out of her way so as to seem to run away from him.
The acquaintance had begun on the top of the Devil's Dyke in the middle of a shower of rain. Miss Strong, feeling in want of occupation, and, to speak the truth, a little in the