I dare say you've heard of the great jewel robbery which took place at the Duke of Saxonsteade's some years ago, which has been a mystery to this very day ?" "I have heard of it," answered Ransford.
"Very well--tonight those jewels--the whole lot!--have been discovered in Paradise yonder, where they'd been buried, at the time of the robbery, by the thief," continued Mitchington.

"They've just been examined, and they're now in the Duke's own hands again--after all these years! And--I may as well tell you--we now know that the object of Braden's visit to Wrychester was to tell the Duke where those jewels were hidden.

Braden--and another man--had learned the secret, from the real thief, who's dead in Australia.

All that I may tell you, doctor--for it'll be public property tomorrow." "Well ?" said Ransford.
Mitchington hesitated a moment, as if searching for his next words.

He glanced at the detective; the detective remained immobile; he glanced at Ransford; Ransford gave him no encouragement.
"Now look here, doctor!" he exclaimed, suddenly.