At the end he turned
to the table and indicated the finely-bound book which Lauriston had
noticed when he and the detective had first looked round.
"The police," said Melky, "made Zillah lock up that tray o' rings that was
there in a drawer what she had to clear out for 'em, and they've put a
seal on it till tomorrow. They've got those rings of yours, too, mister,
haven't they?"
"They said it would be best for me to leave them with them," answered
Lauriston. "Ayscough advised it. They gave me a receipt for them, you
know."
"All right," remarked Melky. "But there's something they ain't had the
sense to see the importance of--that fine book there. Mister!--that there
book wasn't in this parlour, nor in this shop, nor in this house, at a
quarter to five o'clock this afternoon, when my cousin Zillah went out,
leaving the poor old man alone. She'll swear to that. Now then, who
brought it here--who left it here? Between the time Zillah went out,
mister, and the time you come in, and found what you did find, somebody--
somebody!--had been in here and left that book behind him! And--mark you!
--it wasn't pawned, neither.
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