After her return home the previous day she had been unusually taciturn and had taken no part in the conversation relative to the missing diamonds, but just before going to bed she said to Harold:
"What will they do with the one who took the diamonds, if they find him?"
"Send him to State's prison," Harold answered.
"And what do they do to them in State's prison?" Jerry continued.
"Cut their hair off; make them eat bread and water and mush, and sleep on a board, and work awful hard," was Harold's reply, given at random and without the least suspicion why the question had been asked.
Jerry said no more, but the next morning she started for the park house, which she knew was to be searched, and going to Mr. Arthur's room looked him wistfully in the face as she asked in a whisper:
"Are they found?"
"Found! What found?" he said, as if all recollection of the missing jewels had passed entirely from his mind.
"Mrs. Tracy's diamonds which you gave her," was Jerry's answer.
For a moment Arthur looked perplexed and bewildered and confused, and seemed trying to recall something which would not come at his bidding.