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appears,” Jessop replied. “I tell you this, Constable, with considerable reluctance. I have nothing against Miss Julie—a charming young woman—indeed she is, sir. I was tempted for a long time to remain silent, but it struck me that my duty lay, most decidedly, in the opposite direction. Like yourself, I desire to see the miscreant in this affair adequately punished. Miss Fane was always extremely kind to me.”

Chan moved toward the door. “I shall act upon your information at once,” he announced.

Jessop looked uncomfortable. “If my name could only be kept out of it, sir——”

“Same may not be possible,” Charlie told him.

Jessop sighed. “I recognize that, Constable. I can only say again that I am quite positive I saw the ring. My eyesight is excellent, which, to a man of my age, is a matter of deep satisfaction.”

They went out into the hall. Anna, the maid, was slowly coming down the stairs. Chan turned to Jessop.

“Thank you again,” he said. “You may go now.”

The butler disappeared toward the kitchen, and Charlie waited for Anna at the foot of the stairs.

“Good morning,’ he remarked pleasantly. “I desire one word with you, please.”

“Of course,” replied Anna, and followed him into the living-room.

“You recall story of Miss Julie regarding the ring?”

“Naturally, sir.”

“Same was given her by Miss Fane in early morning and remained in her possession. Have you anything to say regarding that?”

“Why—why what do you mean, sir?” the maid returned.