“It certainly has that appearance.”
“What did you do with the jewels?” asked the chief, after a pause.
“I sent them to headquarters, and furnished a description of them to the papers. Probably the last editions of some of them will have the description.”
The chief nodded.
“Yes,” he said, “we want the stones identified as soon as possible.”
“And also the woman,” Nick added.
“What is her description?”
“Age thirty, medium height, weighs about one hundred and thirty pounds, hazel eyes, very abundant hair, of a peculiar bronze hue; regular features, and, in general, unusual personal beauty. There are no distinguishing marks.”
“Looks like a refined woman?”
“Decidedly.”