<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_121" id="Page_121">[121]</SPAN></span></p>
<h2>CHAPTER VIII. <br/> <small>HOW IT WAS DONE.</small></h2>
<p>“When the news that the diamonds were coming
reached the house,” began Nick, “Anton, being
without money and in debt, began figuring
how the inheritance of his cousin by marriage
could best be put to his own advantage.”</p>
<p>“That is a lie!” roared Anton.</p>
<p>“If you interrupt me again,” said Nick, “I’ll
put the handcuffs on you. You, Anton, even went
so far in your envious plotting as to speak to your
mother about the diamonds being divided.
Charley, you said, would not miss a few, and it
would be the means of saving you from disgrace.
Your mother resented the imputation on her honesty,
and resolved to see that the diamonds, when
they arrived, should be protected from thievery.</p>
<p>“The diamonds came, and your plans were not
perfected. You wanted to keep your skirts clean,
yet you wanted to profit by the inheritance of
your friend. On the night the diamonds arrived,<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_122" id="Page_122">[122]</SPAN></span>
you remained downstairs long after the others
were in their rooms—all except Bernice. You
did not tell me the truth when you said that you
were almost the first one on the second floor that
night.”</p>
<p>Nick then turned to the company in general as
he continued:</p>
<p>“Seeing that whatever was done must be done
at once, Anton that night confided his plans to
Bernice, proposing that he get the diamonds and
that she dispose of them in a way yet to be arranged.
Bernice consented, and Anton went to
his room to watch for a chance to steal the diamonds.
In the meantime, Charley had been given
a sleeping potion in his lemonade. This was done
by Anton doctoring up his own and deftly changing
glasses. The substitution was witnessed by
Mrs. Maynard, who then began to fear not only
for the safety of the gems, but also for the future
of her son.</p>
<p>“Anton went to his room late, after arranging
the details of the robbery with Bernice, and sat
by his door in undress, waiting for the house to
become quiet. While he sat there he heard his<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_123" id="Page_123">[123]</SPAN></span>
mother leave her room and cross the hall to the
apartment where the diamonds were, and where
the owner was sound asleep, with the gems unprotected
in an old trunk, which was not even
locked. Alarmed at the thought of what might
take place, Mrs. Maynard had decided to herself
take charge of the diamonds for the night. Too
loyal to her son to betray him, and thus put
Charley on his guard, she resolved to risk her own
reputation for honesty in defending the property.</p>
<p>“After a time Mrs. Maynard recrossed the hall
to her own room, leaving her son in a frame of
mind little short of desperation. All his plans had
failed! Then it was that he heard the door of his
stepfather’s room open. The old man, feeling that
something unusual was going on, had watched the
hall, and had heard his wife enter and leave
Charley’s room. That day the mother had pleaded
with her husband in the interest of her spendthrift
son, and had been refused the money favor
she asked.</p>
<p>“It was natural, then, that the old man should
believe that his wife had become a midnight thief
in order to provide her son with money. After<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_124" id="Page_124">[124]</SPAN></span>
Mrs. Maynard returned to her room Mr. Maynard
went there, light in hand, and in no gentle
frame of mind. He found the diamonds where
his wife had placed them—in a little drawer of
her dresser—accused her of stealing them, refused
to listen to any explanation, and carried the
gems off to his own room.”</p>
<p>“You are an evil spirit!” gasped Bernice. “You
have eyes in this house when you are away in
New York.”</p>
<p>“Mrs. Maynard followed her husband on his
return to his room,” continued Nick. “There she
resented his charges, explained her purpose in
taking the diamonds, and demanded their return
to her custody. But she had asked for money
for her son that day, and Mr. Maynard would
not listen to her story. He believed that she had
stolen the gems for the purpose of enriching her
son at the expense of the nephew.</p>
<p>“After a time the woman tried to take the diamonds
by force, and a struggle took place, during
which she was thrown to the floor, her head striking
on the corner of the lounge, inflicting the
wound which she afterward ascribed to a blow<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_125" id="Page_125">[125]</SPAN></span>
from the burglar. Anton, who was watching and
listening in the hall, heard the fall, and entered
the room just in time to see Mr. Maynard bending
over his mother in a threatening attitude.</p>
<p>“Just before leaving his room he had used a
geologist’s hammer in fixing a box in which he
proposed to hide and ship the diamonds. Unconsciously
he carried this hammer in his hand when
he entered the front room. Seeing his mother
insensible on the floor, and Mr. Maynard bending
over her in an angry attitude, the young man had
every right to believe that he was acting for the
best, when he bounded forward and struck the
man a violent blow on the head. Mr. Maynard
fell dead.</p>
<p>“Alarmed at what he had done, the young man
hastened to place the body on the bed and apply
restoratives, but it was too late. He then revived
his mother and carried her back to her room.</p>
<p>“While all these events had been going on, Bernice
had been waiting at the end of the hall leading
to the servants’ quarters. She was expecting
that Anton would eventually bring her the box
containing the diamonds. When Mr. Maynard<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_126" id="Page_126">[126]</SPAN></span>
fell dead, Anton took the diamonds to his room,
after a distressing interview with his mother, who
was inconsolable at the death of her husband,
whose last words to her had been words of anger
and reproach. The mother protested without
avail against the larceny of the gems. Anton
was determined to profit by the events of the
night.</p>
<p>“Anton carried the diamonds to his room and
secreted them in a box in the closet. The geologist’s
hammer with which the murder had been
committed was placed on a shelf in the same
closet, after being cleared from the marks of the
blow, by wiping it on a towel which hung in the
closet. This hammer has a break on one side of
the striking surface, and this shows in the wound
on the dead man.”</p>
<p>“Is all this necessary?” asked the mother,
greatly distressed at the details of the killing of
her husband.</p>
<p>“It seems to be,” was the reply. “When Anton
closed his door, Bernice crept down the hall and
listened. She waited there until the young man’s
light was extinguished. Then she realized that<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_127" id="Page_127">[127]</SPAN></span>
it was not his intention to trust her with the diamonds.
You see, Anton had doubtless decided to
deny everything, not knowing that the girl had
been a witness of the murder.</p>
<p>“Then the burglars came. They had followed
the diamonds from New York, and would have
entered the house earlier, only that they understood
that something unusual was in progress on
the inside. During the absence of Anton in his
stepfather’s room they had raised a ladder to a
window of his room. One of them had looked
through the window while Anton gloated over the
diamonds.</p>
<p>“When the young man went to bed the burglars
entered the room, not knowing that Bernice
was watching at the door, of course. Anton was
not sound asleep, and sprang up at the noise they
made. He was instantly grappled with, and
finally knocked down, though not rendered entirely
unconscious, with a pair of iron knuckles. While
he lay on the floor, fearing for his life, the men,
who had seen him enter the closet with the diamonds,
searched about and secured the gems.</p>
<p>“All this time Bernice was listening at the door,<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_128" id="Page_128">[128]</SPAN></span>
afraid to call out for fear of inviting her own
death at the hands of the burglars, resolved not
to leave her post of observation, for the reason
that she had not entirely given up the notion of
securing the diamonds. She is a quick-witted girl,
this French maid, and her brain was busy with a
plan as she stood at the door in the dark hall.</p>
<p>“She regarded the arrival of the burglars as
opportune. Their presence in the house would
account for the murder and for the disappearance
of the diamonds. Besides, she had a plan for
securing the diamonds. When the burglars left
Anton’s room, she darted through it and climbed
down the ladder in pursuit. Anton, though not
fully recovered, knew who it was that was passing
through without stopping to offer assistance, and
at once decided that Bernice was in league with
the robbers, and had brought them to the house.</p>
<p>“Bernice followed the burglars to the railroad
station. Here they met a third man, the agent of
a diamond merchant, and she saw the diamonds
placed in charge of the third man, locked in a
trunk, and finally checked for passage on the
train. I am still at a loss to know why this was<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_129" id="Page_129">[129]</SPAN></span>
done, but I think the merchant considered the
gems safer there than in the pocket of any one of
the three men.</p>
<p>“Now, Bernice had a lover on the train which
would carry the diamonds away, and that lover
was no less a person than the baggageman in
whose charge the diamonds were placed. When
the train halted at the station she called him from
his car, told him what was going on, and the two
went to where the three men were still haggling
over the disposition of the diamonds. On the way
to New York this baggageman opened the trunk
and stole the diamonds. The sailors believed that
the agent stole them, the agent believed that the
sailors gave him a counterfeit package, and Hartley,
the merchant, sided with the agent. So, you
see, it all made a pretty mess.</p>
<p>“Yesterday in New York,” continued Nick,
“the baggageman stored the diamonds in a deposit
vault on Broadway, and when the train came
through here not long ago, he handed the key to
the box to Bernice. I have it here now.”</p>
<p>“But the baggageman, he have escape!” cried<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_130" id="Page_130">[130]</SPAN></span>
Bernice. “I have nothing to do with it all! I am
free—innocent!”</p>
<p>At that moment Nick was called to the telephone.
Before leaving the room he turned to Anton
and Bernice.</p>
<p>“I am going to leave you here,” he said, “although
both are under arrest. I don’t know but
you will try to escape. If you do it will be the
worse for you both. Under the circumstances, if
you behave well, I am inclined to be very lenient
with you. Will you remain here until I return?”</p>
<p>They both promised. For the first time a gleam
of hope shone in Anton’s eyes.</p>
<p>When Nick reached the phone he found Chick
at the other end.</p>
<p>“I have the baggageman under arrest,” said the
assistant.</p>
<p>“What does he say?”</p>
<p>“He says that he did not know what the box
contained.”</p>
<p>“That may be true. Have you found out
whether the diamonds are really in the vault?”
asked Nick.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_131" id="Page_131">[131]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>“It is impossible to locate the manager to-night,”
was the reply. “How are things at your
end?”</p>
<p>“Everything lovely,” was the reply. “Come out
on the first train.”</p>
<p>When Nick went back to the parlor he handed
Charley the key to the safety box in the Broadway
vaults.</p>
<p>“The baggageman is under arrest in New
York,” explained Nick. “Perhaps you had better
go down on an early train and see if the diamonds
are all right. He claims that he did not know
what was in the box.”</p>
<p>“He did not,” said Bernice. “I was not the
fool to tell him.”</p>
<p>“You may have made a mistake in not doing
so,” said Nick, “for he might have left the package
about in a careless manner. You have done
several injudicious things in connection with this
affair,” added Nick. “When you watched us
from the hall on the morning following the murder
you attracted attention to yourself. When
you came up and destroyed the footprints in the
hall leading to the servants’ rooms, you made<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_132" id="Page_132">[132]</SPAN></span>
yourself an object of suspicion. When you shot
at us from the thicket in the orchard, you admitted,
as plainly as words could have done, that
you were deeply implicated in the robbery or the
murder, or both. Under these circumstances it
was natural that you should be followed to the
station and your movements there noted. I saw
the baggageman give you the key to the deposit
box, and heard what you said to him. Your interview
with him the night before was witnessed
by the lunchman, although he could not hear what
was said at that time. It was enough for me that
you were there with him. So you see you, yourself,
supplied the clues which led to the location
of the gems.”</p>
<p>“What are you going to do with me now?” demanded
the girl.</p>
<p>“I have done my work in the case,” replied the
detective. “I have located the diamonds, and I
have discovered how Alvin Maynard came to his
death. The case is now in the hands of the sheriff
and the State’s attorney.”</p>
<p>“Remember your promise to me,” interrupted
Mrs. Maynard. “You promised not to be too<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_133" id="Page_133">[133]</SPAN></span>
hard on my son and Bernice if I told you what I
knew of the affair.”</p>
<p>“I shall recommend leniency,” replied Nick,
“but I knew all the facts before you told me your
story. The geologist’s hammer with which the
blow was struck was found in Anton’s closet yesterday
morning, but I did not remove it. I was
not certain at that time that it was the instrument
of death. During my absence in New York the
young man removed it, thus showing that he had
an interest in concealing clues pointing to the
murderer. Again, I learned on my first inspection
of the closet that the stolen diamonds had for a
time been secreted in a box in the closet. One
of the gems had broken away from its fastening
and was found in the box. The box and the diamond
were also removed during my absence. Instead
of covering up his tracks, the young man
was only supplying more proof against himself. I
think the burglars must have seen Anton carry
the diamonds to the closet on his return from the
front of the house, for they appeared to have
found them with little trouble.”</p>
<p>“Are you going to turn me over to the sheriff?”<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_134" id="Page_134">[134]</SPAN></span>
asked Anton, his face deadly pale, his lips quivering,
his brain whirling at the contemplation of
the case against him.</p>
<p>“I shall be obliged to do that,” said Nick, “but
I don’t see how you can be convicted of murder,
for you certainly had a right to strike when you
believed your mother to be in peril. Bernice will
be held as accessory after the fact only, for I shall
not press the charge of attempted murder, though
she might have killed Chick or myself. I shall be
lenient for the sake of this poor old lady.”</p>
<p>At this moment a knocking was heard at the
door, and Charley admitted the sheriff.</p>
<p>“I followed a false clue,” he said to Nick.
“What luck here?”</p>
<p>“The diamonds have been recovered in New
York,” replied Nick, “and the death of Mr. Maynard
is no longer a mystery. I have two prisoners
here, Anton Sawtelle and Bernice. I ask you
to take them into custody and keep them prisoners
in this house until the State’s attorney can be
consulted.”</p>
<p>The detective did not consider it necessary to
tell the whole story to the sheriff, but the latter<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_135" id="Page_135">[135]</SPAN></span>
consented to do as requested. In a few moments
the house was dark, and Nick slept soundly until
eight o’clock in the morning, when he was awakened
by Chick.</p>
<p>“How are things in New York?” asked the
chief.</p>
<p>“Both Hartley and the bully murderer are under
arrest,” replied Chick, “and the sailor at the
hospital is in a fair way to recover. He got a
wicked blow, however.”</p>
<p>“They have run their course,” said Nick.</p>
<p>“The baggageman puts up the biggest yell,”
said Chick. “He says that he did not know that
there had been a robbery; that he did not know
that there were diamonds in the package, and that
he only did a favor for Bernice.”</p>
<p>“When baggagemen break open trunks as a
favor to their sweethearts,” said Nick, “it is time
that they were called down.”</p>
<p>“It was a pretty mess,” said Chick. “The burglars
seemed to happen along just in time to turn
suspicion from members of the household. Anton
and Bernice put up the job to get the diamonds,<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_136" id="Page_136">[136]</SPAN></span>
all right, but Mrs. Maynard unconsciously foiled
them for the time being.”</p>
<p>“I think Anton must be a bad sort of a chap,”
said Nick. “He would have robbed his friend of
half a million.”</p>
<p>“I’d like to know whether the baggageman put
the diamonds in the safety box,” said Chick, in a
moment. “He might have opened the package,
weakened at sight of so much wealth, and carried
out the character of the case by putting a dummy
package in the box.”</p>
<p>“Well,” replied Nick, “the man is under arrest,
but, for all that, it would not be so easy to again
locate the diamonds.”</p>
<p>That morning the case was laid before the
State’s attorney, and Anton and Bernice were
taken to the county jail.</p>
<p>The diamonds were found in the safety vault,
and Charley recommended leniency in the case of
the baggageman, who was charged with breaking
baggage confided to his care. It proved to be the
fact that he did not know what was in the trunk,
and that he had been made to believe that Bernice
had the right to have it opened.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_137" id="Page_137">[137]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>The wounded sailor recovered, and was sentenced
to one year in the penitentiary for breaking
and entering. His sentence was made light because
he testified willingly against Hartley. He
said that they had followed the diamonds from
South Africa, and had applied to Hartley for
funds immediately upon their arrival in New
York.</p>
<p>The one thing the sailor would not talk about
was as to how they were able to interest Hartley
in the venture in so short a time. They arrived
on the vessel with the gems they were after, and
in an hour’s time they were working under the
instructions of the diamond merchant. This part
of the case was a mystery to all.</p>
<p>Nick Carter was abroad at the time of the trial
and sentence. Hartley, too, remained silent on
this one point, even after he had received a sentence
at Sing Sing, and the bully had been sent to
the electric chair for the murder done at the store.</p>
<p>“It was one of the strangest cases I ever handled,”
said Nick, after the matter was closed. “I
came near getting a broken head there in the diamond
store, but my usual luck protected me.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_138" id="Page_138">[138]</SPAN></span>
There is one point, however, that I would like to
see cleared up.”</p>
<p>“About how the sailors and Hartley got together
so quickly?”</p>
<p>“That’s it. I have my suspicions, but they are
vague.”</p>
<p>“Has Charley Maynard disposed of his diamonds?”
asked Chick.</p>
<p>“He has not,” was the reply. “I wish he
would,” added the detective soberly, “for it is not
safe to have such a fortune in so small a parcel.
The diamonds were followed from Africa. Who
knows whether the leaders in the conspiracy have
given up hope of securing them? Those sailors
never put up that job.”</p>
<p>“I think I understand what your suspicions
are regarding the combination between Hartley
and the sailors, made in an hour,” said Chick.</p>
<p>“Well,” said Nick, “it is the young man’s own
affair. I have advised him, but he only laughs
at me.”</p>
<p>“Past experiences should teach him better,”
said Chick, and so it would seem.</p>
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