Mr.
Wynne glanced almost hopelessly at Mr.Czenki, then turned again to the detective.
"I should say there _were_ more than sixty thousand dollars' worth of them," Mr.Birnes blurted.

"There were at least a million dollars' worth.

Mr.Schultze intimated as much to me; now Mr.Latham confirms it." Chief Arkwright turned and glared scowlingly upon the diamond expert.
The beady black eyes were alight with some emotion which he failed to read.
"Where are they, Czenki ?" demanded the chief harshly.
"I have nothing to say," replied Mr.Czenki softly.
"So your disappearance Friday night, and your absence all day yesterday did have to do with this old man's death ?" said the chief, directly accusing him.
"I have nothing to say," murmured Mr.Czenki.
"That settles it, gentlemen," declared the chief with an air of finality.

"Czenki, I charge you with the murder of Mr.Kellner here.
Anything you may say will be used against you.

Come along, now; don't make any trouble.".