“Yes,” and Bob held up the case. “I’ll return it to its owner,” he added, as Fitt held out his hand for it.
The elderly woman soon appeared on the scene. She was overjoyed to recover her valuables.
“Better see if they are all there,” suggested one of the crowd.
The woman opened the case, and made a hasty examination.
“All here but a small diamond and ruby cross,” she said, “and that, I think, was not inside the case, but on a cushion in the top drawer.”
“Then that’s most likely a goner,” said Bob.
He accompanied the elderly woman to her room. Nothing was learned concerning the cross, and she agreed with Bob that the sneak-thief must have gotten away with it.
“But it was of small value in comparison to the contents of the case,” added Mrs. Varley, for such was her name. “The jewels in the case are worth five hundred dollars.”
“Then it’s a good thing that chap didn’t get away with them,” said Bob with a smile.
“I must reward you for your service to me.”