Jewel Mysteries, from a Dealer's Note Book

"Yes," said she--but I give her story in plain words, for her way of telling it is not to be written down--"I had known Vernon Ladd for years. I doubt if there was a worse man i...

When she was gone, I, who had come to her dance solely in the hope that a word or a face there would cast light upon the amazing mystery of the season's thefts, went down again...

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The feast of performance was now going briskly. A conjurer trod upon the heels of the dervish, and performed a few palpable feats which deceived no one but himself; and after th...

"You have my word. It is a tradition of our family that he who owns that heirloom when it begins to fade must sell it or die--and sell it at its worth. If I continue to possess...

"Ah, now I know you're wrong," said he; "there's only one man within five miles of here who uses that stuff, and he hasn't got yellow hair--ha, ha, he hasn't got any at all."

I could see that a terrible love gave him strength even for such an ordeal as this. He began to be meaningly and even alarmingly calm; and when we set out for Raincy he betrayed...

"Well," he exclaimed at last, "it's devilish rough on a fellow to have a relation of that sort, isn't it?--a positive disgrace to the family. I wonder what the old blackguard is...

I cannot tell you why it was, but as we rose together to leave the room I seemed in a moment to realize that the affair had come to a crisis. In that instant, notwithstanding gu...

"This house is surrounded by police; if you say a word I'll give you seven years as an accomplice of the woman upstairs, whom we are going to arrest. When she calls out, answer...

I gave him some brandy at a bar, and after that we took a four-wheeled cab--he insisting on the privacy--and drove to a private hotel in Cecil-street, Strand. They did not know...

To know Algiers, something more than a three days' _pension_ in the Hôtel de la Régence is necessary; though that is the temporal limit for many who return to Kensington or Mayf...

"You shall hear them," said he, sipping freely of his drink. "That bracelet was last worn at the _Mi-Carême_ Ball in Marseilles by a girl named Berthe Duval. She was carried fro...

She went away on another man's arm; but she left to me a vision of dark eyes and ivory white flesh; and her breath still seemed to blow balmily upon my forehead. Her partner was...

Her remark, and the clapping of her little hands to equally little ears, followed upon the sound of altercation between one of the ladies in the waiting-room and the flunky of f...