Harvey Grimm, with a little sigh of relief, thrust his hand into the drawer, produced the necklace and handed it to the South American.
Mr. de Borria's face glowed with satisfaction.
"I have had a leetle trouble with Madame," he announced, "but it is past. She agreed at last eagerly to the advertisement. You have seen it?"
Harvey Grimm nodded.
"Two thousand pounds reward and no questions asked," he murmured.
Mr. de Borria drew from his pocket a battered and soiled cardboard box, into which he proceeded to stow the necklace.
"I make a package here, as you see," he pointed out. "I have received an anonymous note which makes a demand upon my honour that, if I accede to its terms, I destroy it. It is destroyed!"
"The letter——?" Harvey Grimm began.
Mr. de Borria tapped his forehead.
"In the air—in my brain," he exclaimed. "What does it matter? It is destroyed. I go to the place named, I produce the two thousand pounds—behold!—and the necklace is mine."