'The man outside whom you call the Flyman. I saw him from a window take it last night from Mr Holland.'
Mr Burton turned to Mr Cox.
'There you are! There's one witness. How many more might there have been? The Flyman's a fool to transact a delicate piece of business of that description in a public thoroughfare!' He returned to Miss Casata. 'My dear Lou, you saw him try to take it, unfortunately without success.'
'He took everything Mr Holland had.'
'You appear to be well-informed upon the subject, though I don't know from what quarter your information comes. Still, what you say is pretty accurate. He did take all he could. He even took a ruby. Here it is for you to look at. Unluckily, it's not my uncle's. Hence these tears.'
He handed her the ruby signet ring which the Flyman, when he turned Mr Holland face downwards on the pavement, found that gentleman had been lying on.
CHAPTER XIV
[WHO KNOCKS?]
Miss Casata examined the ring with every show of interest.
'This is the ruby he took from Mr Holland.'