When a week had passed without receiving any response to his advertisement Hall changed it to the following:
"£500 reward and no questions asked for the return of the watch and other jewelry etc., taken from the second floor of No. — Harley Street on the 10th instant. Address, Confidential, care of this office."
This, too, came under the notice of Jaggers and his friend. The latter glanced at the advertisement covetously and said:
"Hi wonder 'ow much 'igher 'ee'll go?"
"Don't you bother yer 'ead about that! 'E can't get 'em if 'e went as 'igh as the bloomin' moon!" retorted Jaggers, savagely.
CHAPTER XV.
The trip to Naas was made quickly and without any incident worthy of note, except that the rough passage across the channel caused Mr. Stafford to become sea-sick as they neared Dublin, and having escaped it up to that time and become boastful of it, he now blamed his sickness on the Irish air which they must by this time be breathing—which air he declared never agreed with an Englishman's stomach.
Arriving at the Blessert Arms, Mr. Stafford inquired about Martin and was told he was still very ill.
"He's been out of his head entirely for the last few days," said Mrs. Moran, "but the doctor says there is a chance for him yit. Would ye like to see him? The doctor says if we could only find out who it is he's talkin' about and askin' for all the time, it'd do him all the good in the world. But it's nothin' but Kate, Kate, all the time, an' sure there's thousands of Kates!"