"How long has the glass been missing?" resumed the detective.
"Three days."
"No doubt it has been pawned by this time. Your course is clear."
"And what is that?"
"To make a tour of the pawnshops, and ascertain whether such an article has been brought to any one of them."
"Very well, Mr. Lynx. I leave the matter in your hands. I trust everything to your judgment."
"Thank you. I will try to deserve your confidence. And now, good-day. I may call upon you to-morrow."
"Mr. Lynx left the presence of the lady, and went downstairs. He had just reached the bottom of the staircase, when a thin lady glided from the rear of the hall, and spoke to him.
"Are you the detective summoned by Mrs. Hamilton?" she asked.
"Yes, madam," answered Mr. Lynx, surveying housekeeper attentively.