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Ward
Mortimer
made
a
note
of
the
address
,
and
we
left
without
saying
anything
as
to
the
object
of
our
visit
.
We
found
ourselves
in
Belmore
Street
in
the
evening
in
exactly
the
same
position
in
which
we
had
been
in
the
morning
.
Our
only
clue
was
the
Professor
’
s
letter
,
and
my
friend
had
made
up
his
mind
to
start
for
Ardrossan
next
day
,
and
to
get
to
the
bottom
of
the
anonymous
letter
,
when
a
new
development
came
to
alter
our
plans
.
Very
early
on
the
following
morning
I
was
aroused
from
my
sleep
by
a
tap
upon
my
bedroom
door
.
It
was
a
messenger
with
a
note
from
Mortimer
.
"
Do
come
round
,
"
it
said
;
"
the
matter
is
becoming
more
and
more
extraordinary
.
"
When
I
obeyed
his
summons
I
found
him
pacing
excitedly
up
and
down
the
central
room
,
while
the
old
soldier
who
guarded
the
premises
stood
with
military
stiffness
in
a
corner
.
"
My
dear
Jackson
,
"
he
cried
,
"
I
am
so
delighted
that
you
have
come
,
for
this
is
a
most
inexplicable
business
.
"
"
What
has
happened
,
then
?
"
He
waved
his
hand
towards
the
case
which
contained
the
breastplate
.
"
Look
at
it
,
"
said
he
.
I
did
so
,
and
could
not
restrain
a
cry
of
surprise
.
The
setting
of
the
middle
row
of
precious
stones
had
been
profaned
in
the
same
manner
as
the
upper
ones
.
Of
the
twelve
jewels
eight
had
been
now
tampered
with
in
this
singular
fashion
.
The
setting
of
the
lower
four
was
neat
and
smooth
.
The
others
jagged
and
irregular
.
"
Have
the
stones
been
altered
?
"
I
asked
.
