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Aunt Jane's Nieces Out West

All this will require several

days' time, so you see we are in no hurry to conclude the examination."

"I see." said Arthur. "Is it, then, your intention to accompany the

prisoner to Vienna?"

"Of course. I have not mentioned the fact to you before, but I hold a

commission from the Chief of Police of Vienna authorizing me to arrest

Jack Andrews wherever I may find him, and deliver him up for trial. My

firm procured for me this commission, as they are very anxious to recover

the lost pearls."

"Why?"

"Well, to be frank, sir, the countess still owes our firm a large sum for

purchases. She had almost her entire fortune tied up in that collection,

and unless it is recovered--."

"I can well appreciate the anxiety of your firm. But aside from that, Mr.

Le Drieux, I suppose a big reward has been offered?"

"Not big; just a fair amount. It will repay me, quite handsomely, for my

trouble in this affair; but, of course, my firm gets half of the reward."

"They are not too generous. You deserve it all."

"Thank you. It has been an interesting episode, Mr. Weldon."

"It has been more than that. I consider this escapade of Andrews quite a

romance; or is it more of a tragedy, in your opinion?"

"It will be a tragedy for Andrews, before he's through with it," replied

Le Drieux grimly. "They're pretty severe on the long-fingered gentry,

over there in Europe, and you must remember that if the fellow lives

through the sentence they will undoubtedly impose upon him in Vienna, he

has still to answer for the Paris robbery and the London murder. It's all

up with Andrews, I guess; and it's a good thing, too, for he is too

clever to remain at large."

"I do not consider him so clever as his captor," said Arthur smoothly.

"It did not take you long to discover where he had hidden. Why, he has

only returned to America about fifteen months ago."

"Eleven months ago--even less than that, I think," retorted Le Drieux,

with much pride. "Let me see," taking out a notebook, "Andrews landed

from the _Princess Irene_ on the twenty-seventh of January last.

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