They were determined to get at
the root of the mystery, and when Mrs. Jasher became sensible she
would be able to reveal the truth.
"It's all of a piece with the sending of the emerald," said
Random to the artist, "and that is connected, as we know, with
the death of Bolton."
"Do you think that this man who has struck down Mrs. Jasher is
the same one who strangled Sidney Bolton?"
"I should think so. Perhaps Mrs. Jasher sent the emerald after
all, and this man killed her out of revenge."
"But how would he know that she had the emerald?"
"God knows! She may have been his accomplice."
Archie knit his brows.
"Who the devil can this mysterious person be?"
"I can only reply as you have done, my friend. God knows."
"Well, I am certain that God will not let him escape this time.
This will bring Gartley once more into notoriety," went on Hope.
"By the way, I saw one of the servants from the Pyramids here. I
hope the fool won't go home and frighten Lucy's life out of her."
"Go to the Pyramids and see her," suggested Sir Frank. "Mrs.
Jasher is still unconscious, and will be for hours, the doctor
tells me."
"It is too late to go to the Pyramids, Random."
"If they know of this new tragedy there, I'll bet they are not in
bed.
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