The time imposed
upon the fulfilment of this wager was six months. Shortly after, Lord
Monckton entered my carriage under the pretense of getting into his own
and took my necklace of sapphires. He did it very cleverly. Then they
were turned over to you. You were to carry them for six months, find
out to whom they belonged, and return them."
"Thousands of miles away," said Haggerty confidently. "Nothing ever
happened like that."
"Is it not true?" asked Kitty, ignoring Haggerty's interpolation.
"Miss Killigrew, either I'm dreaming or you are. I haven't the
slightest idea what you are talking about." Thomas was now whiter than
Kitty. "The talk about a wager is true; but I never knew you had lost
any sapphires."
"How about this little chamois-bag which I found in your trunk, Mr.
Webb?" asked Haggerty ironically. He tossed the bag on the desk.
The bag hypnotized Thomas. Suddenly he came to life. He snatched up
the bag and thrust it into his pocket.
"Those are mine," he said quite calmly. "Mine, by every legal and
moral right in the world.
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