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"
So
that
the
case
appears
to
be
merely
one
of
malicious
damage
.
But
none
the
less
,
I
should
be
very
glad
to
go
carefully
round
the
premises
,
and
to
see
if
we
can
find
any
trace
to
show
us
who
your
visitor
may
have
been
.
"
His
investigation
,
which
lasted
all
the
morning
,
was
careful
and
intelligent
,
but
it
led
in
the
end
to
nothing
.
He
pointed
out
to
us
that
there
were
two
possible
entrances
to
the
museum
which
we
had
not
considered
.
The
one
was
from
the
cellars
by
a
trap
-
door
opening
in
the
passage
.
The
other
through
a
skylight
from
the
lumber
-
room
,
overlooking
that
very
chamber
to
which
the
intruder
had
penetrated
.
As
neither
the
cellar
nor
the
lumber
-
room
could
be
entered
unless
the
thief
was
already
within
the
locked
doors
,
the
matter
was
not
of
any
practical
importance
,
and
the
dust
of
cellar
and
attic
assured
us
that
no
one
had
used
either
one
or
the
other
.
Finally
,
we
ended
as
we
began
,
without
the
slightest
clue
as
to
how
,
why
,
or
by
whom
the
setting
of
these
four
jewels
had
been
tampered
with
.
There
remained
one
course
for
Mortimer
to
take
,
and
he
took
it
.
Leaving
the
police
to
continue
their
fruitless
researches
,
he
asked
me
to
accompany
him
that
afternoon
in
a
visit
to
Professor
Andreas
.
He
took
with
him
the
two
letters
,
and
it
was
his
intention
to
openly
tax
his
predecessor
with
having
written
the
anonymous
warning
,
and
to
ask
him
to
explain
the
fact
that
he
should
have
anticipated
so
exactly
that
which
had
actually
occurred
.
The
Professor
was
living
in
a
small
villa
in
Upper
Norwood
,
but
we
were
informed
by
the
servant
that
he
was
away
from
home
.
Seeing
our
disappointment
,
she
asked
us
if
we
should
like
to
see
Miss
Andreas
,
and
showed
us
into
the
modest
drawing
-
room
.
I
have
mentioned
incidentally
that
the
Professor
’
s
daughter
was
a
very
beautiful
girl
.
She
was
a
blonde
,
tall
and
graceful
,
with
a
skin
of
that
delicate
tint
which
the
French
call
"
mat
,
"
the
colour
of
old
ivory
,
or
of
the
lighter
petals
of
the
sulphur
rose
.
I
was
shocked
,
however
,
as
she
entered
the
room
to
see
how
much
she
had
changed
in
the
last
fortnight
.
Her
young
face
was
haggard
and
her
bright
eyes
heavy
with
trouble
.
"
Father
has
gone
to
Scotland
,
"
she
said
.
"
He
seems
to
be
tired
,
and
has
had
a
good
deal
to
worry
him
.
He
only
left
us
yesterday
.
"
"
You
look
a
little
tired
yourself
,
Miss
Andreas
,
"
said
my
friend
.
"
I
have
been
so
anxious
about
father
.
"
"
Can
you
give
me
his
Scotch
address
?
"
"
Yes
,
he
is
with
his
brother
,
the
Rev
.
David
Andreas
,
1
,
Arran
Villas
,
Ardrossan
.
"
