I've my own ideas and opinions--but we shall see. Maybe we shall see a
lot--and everybody'll be more astonished than they're thinking for."
With this dark and sinister hint, Ayscough went away, and Zillah took the
rings back to the shop, and locked them up again. And then she sat down to
wait for Mrs. Goldmark--and to think. She had never doubted Lauriston's
story for one moment, and she did not doubt it now. But she was quick to
see the serious significance of what the detective had just told her and
she realized that action must be taken on the lines he had suggested. And
so, having made herself ready for going out, she excused herself to Mrs.
Goldmark when that good lady returned, and without saying anything to her
as to the nature of her errand, hurried round to Star Street, to find
Melky Rubinstein and tell him of the new development.
Mrs. Flitwick herself opened the door to Zillah and led her into the
narrow passage. But at the mention of Melky she shook her head.
"I ain't set eyes on Mr. Rubinstein not since this morning, miss," said
she. "He went out with that young Scotch gentleman what come here
yesterday asking for Mr.
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