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"Now had the Hon. John only known, he'd doubtless have been a smuggler

just to accommodateЧ"

"Be funny!" Burton was bitter. "And the pay-off is, he really got those stones

into the country somehow! Scotland Yard cabled he had thenЧdefinite Чwhen

he left England. And why should he toss 'em overboard when the Sylvania was

three days out to sea?"

The redhead, absent-mindedly lifting the lipstick toward her mouth as she

listened, jerked it down abruptly with a soft grunt. She put it away in her purse;

then pulled out another and went to work with it.

"You meanЧheadquarters thinks the cane was only a plant? Ribden left it

where they'd find it, guessing that England had sent over a tip-off and he'd be

searched?"

"You're going great."

"And then, when the stuff proved valueless and they couldn't hold him, he

walked out scot-free with the real stones somewhere else in his luggage?"

"That," Burton conceded, "is the general idea. But where in blazes did he have

'em? The men detailed to the job tore his trunks wide open. Harry covered for us,

and he said they left Ribden's stateroom looking like the end of a six-day 'Cruise

to Nowhere.'"

Grace spoke softly.

"I'll bet you'd like to know where. I'll bet I would, too."

"What a story!" For an instant, rapture glowed in the city editor's ugly face.

Then it faded.

"Nuts! You'll find that 'Red Faces In Court' drool on page seventeen tonight.

And a squib in the society chatter about, 'The Hon. John Ribden, who arrived