“I will see you again this evening,” he returned, adding, as he passed out of the room:  “I will be very careful of your property, and hope to bring you a good report.”

Mrs. Bently shrugged her graceful shoulders indifferently, as if she had no faith in his belief, and felt that it would be but a small loss if the jewels were never returned.  Then, with a smile and a bow, she went up stairs to her own rooms.

CHAPTER II.

THE VICTIM OF A WOMAN’S WILES.

Justin Cutler, after leaving the hotel, went directly to one of the first jewelers of the city, a well-known diamond expert, and submitted Mrs. Bently’s ornaments to his judgment.

“They are remarkably fine stones.”  Mr. Arnold remarked, after having carefully examined them through a microscope; “very pure and clear, most of them without a flaw.  So far as I can see, there is not one of them that is in the least off-color.”

“I thought so,” was Mr. Cutler’s inward and exultant comment; but he simply asked, as if he accepted the man’s verdict as a matter of course:  “What is your estimate of their value?”

“Well,” said the jeweler, smiling, “if you wish to know their real value just for your own satisfaction, I can give it; but that might considerably exceed the amount I should be willing to name in case you might wish to dispose of them to me.”

“I understand,” Mr. Cutler returned; “but what would they be worth to you—­what would you be willing to give for the stones?”

Mr. Arnold considered the matter a few moments, and then named a sum which Mr. Cutler deemed a fair price under the circumstances, and one which he felt sure Mrs. Bently would be only too glad to secure in her emergency.

“You make that offer for them, then—­you will purchase them if the lady agrees to take the sum you have named?” he asked.

“Yes, and the offer shall be open for her acceptance or refusal for three days.”

“Thank you; I will see you again before the time expires,” Mr. Cutler replied; and, taking up the diamonds, which Mr. Arnold had placed in a small box, he put them carefully away in an inside pocket and left the store.

When he returned to his hotel he sent his card up to Mrs. Bently, with a request that she would see him for a few moments in the reception-room.  But he was greatly disappointed when the waiter returned and said that the lady was out.

He had an engagement for the evening, and thus he would not be able to see her until the next morning.  He was somewhat troubled, for he did not like to retain her diamonds over night; but since he could not return them to her, he judged they would be safer about his person than anywhere else, and so did not remove them from his pocket.

The next morning he was early in his place at breakfast-time and anxiously awaiting the appearance of Mrs. Bently.