"We have lost so much lately at Trimble's," he was saying, "that
it is long past the stage of being merely interesting. It is
downright serious--for me, at least. I've got to make good or lose
my job. And I'm up against one of the cleverest shoplifters that
ever entered a department-store, apparently. Only Heaven knows how
much she has got away with in various departments so far, but when
it comes to lifting valuable things like pieces of jewelry which
run into the thousands, that is too much."
At the mention of the name of the big Trimble store I had
recognised at once what the man was, and it did not need Kennedy's
rapid-fire introduction of Michael Donnelly to tell me that he was
a department store detective.
"Have you no clue, no suspicions?" inquired Kennedy.
"Well, yes, suspicions," measured Donnelly slowly. "For instance,
one day not long ago a beautifully dressed and refined-looking
woman called at the jewellery department and asked to see a
diamond necklace which we had just imported from Paris.
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