The fronts of the buildings opposite were examined; the gratings in the sidewalk were peered through.

But there was no trace, anywhere, of the jeweled scarf.
"It will be worth two hundred and fifty dollars for anyone to find it and return it to me," shouted Mr.Macey.

That scattered the searchers more widely still.

Presently a woman friend drove home with Mrs.Macey, while her husband remained to push the search.
He kept at it until two o'clock in the morning, half a hundred men and boys remaining in the search.
Then Mr.Macey gave it up.

The gaudy, foolish trifle was worth about five thousand dollars.