An atmosphere of
secrecy all over the transaction. Well--all I can say, Ayscough, is this
--you find Levendale. He's the man who knows."
When the solicitor had gone, Ayscough turned to Zillah.
"You never saw anything of any small box, packet, or anything of that
sort, lying about after your grandfather's death?" he asked. "I'm thinking
of what that diamond had been enclosed in, when he brought it from the
bank. My notion is that he was examining that diamond when he was
attacked, and in that case the box he'd taken it from would be lying
about, or thrown aside."
"You were in here yourself, before me," said Zillah.
"Quite so--but I never noticed anything," remarked Ayscough.
"Neither have I," replied Zillah. "And don't you think that whoever seized
that diamond would have the sense to snatch up anything connected with it!
I believe in what Mr. Penniket said just now--you find Levendale. If
there's a man living who knows who killed my grandfather, Levendale's that
man. You get him."
Mrs. Goldmark came in just then, to resume her task of keeping Zillah
company, and the detective left. Melky snatched up his overcoat and
followed him out, and in the side-passage laid a hand on his arm.
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