are stinging me frightfully. Where
are the diamonds?'

But by this time Jerry was in the prison, sleeping on a board and eating
bread and mush, and Arthur failed to get any satisfaction from her.
Indeed, they were two crazy ones talking together, with little or no
meaning in what they said. Only this Arthur gathered--that Jerry would
be happy if 'Mrs. Tracy had her diamonds again and did not know how they
came to her. When this dawned upon him he laughed aloud, and kissing her
hot cheek, said to her:

'I see; I know, and I'll do it. Wait till I come again.

It was ten o'clock in the morning when he left Mrs. Crawford's house;
there was a train which passed the station at half-past ten, bound for
New York, and without returning to the park, Arthur took the train,
sending word to his brother not to expect him home until the next day,
and not to be alarmed on his account, as he was going to New York and
would take care of himself.

Why he had gone Frank could not guess, and he waited in much anxiety for
his return. It was evening when he came home, seeming perfectly composed
and well, but giving no reason for his sudden journey to the city. His
first inquiry was for Jerry, and his second, if anything had been heard
of the diamonds. On being answered in the negative, he remarked:

'Those rascally detectives are bunglers, and oftentimes would rather let
the culprit escape than catch him. I doubt if you ever see the jewels
again. But no matter; it will all come right. Tell your wife not to
fret,'

The next morning when Mrs. Tracy went to her room after breakfast she
was astonished to find upon her dressing bureau a velvet box with
Tiffany's name upon it, and inside an exquisite set of diamonds; not as
fine as those she had lost, or quite as large, but white, and clear, and
sparkling as she took them in her hand with a cry of delight, and ran
with them to her husband. Both knew from whence they came, and both went
at once to Arthur, who, to his sister-in-law's profuse expressions of
gratitude, replied indifferently:

'Don't bother me with thanks; it worries me. I bought them to please
the little girl, who talks about them all the time. She will yet well
now, I am going to tell her.'

He found Jerry better, and perfectly sane. She was very glad to see him,
though she seemed somewhat constrained, and shrank from him a little,
when he sat down beside her. Her first rational question had been for
him, and her second for