“The big diamond?”

“Yes.”

“Curse the gem! But it is accursed. Had I never seen it, this misfortune would not have come to me!” groaned Murphy.

“Where is it?”

“I haven’t got it.”

“You stole it?”

“I don’t deny that; but, in turn, the diamond, and all my other valuables that were in yonder safe, were stolen from me.”

“By whom?”

“Bull Blair and Tony Riley.”

“Which of them stabbed you?”