Phillips looked from side to side, as if to make sure no one should overhear. Then he whispered:
“The Seal of Gijon is gone.”
“I have heard of it,” answered the detective. “It is a jeweled watch, with a diamond-mounted fob.”
“That’s it, sir,” nodded Phillips. “The prince—I mean, Mr. Joyal—lost it several days ago. He is very anxious about it.”
“Does he suspect Jason?”
“No, sir. There would have been no use in telling him that Jason was acting peculiarly until I had proof.”
“What theory have you of the disappearance of Mr. Joyal?” asked the detective, changing the subject abruptly.
“None at all, sir. I can’t account for it.”
“Well, you keep a close watch around Crownledge. I may be back here this evening.”
“I hope you will find Mr. Joyal.”