"That's what I think," said Fenton.
"You!" cried Kitty. "What have you got to do with it? I don't believe he stole them, and, whether he did or not, I'm not going to continue this case."
"You'll lose your diamonds," cried Fenton.
"That's my business," she returned, rising haughtily; "at all events, I have decided to let the matter rest, so Mr. Naball will have all his trouble for nothing. Should I desire to reopen the affair, I will let you both know. At present, good morning," and, with a sweeping bow, she turned and left the room.
Fenton stared after her in blank amazement.
"Good God! what a fool!" he cried, rising. "What's to be done now?"
Naball shrugged his shoulders.
"Nothing," he replied, "since she declines to give me power to investigate. I must throw the affair up. But," also rising, and putting on his hat, "I'd like to have a look at the ground beneath the window."
They both went out, Naball silent, and Fenton in great wrath, talking of Kitty's conduct.
"What an idiot she is!" he cried. "What is she going on in this way for?"