In a few moments they had parted.
The instant Harriet, from the head of the stairs, heard the front-door close, she ran back into her bed-room, put on her hat, and darted down.
Opening the door, she saw Ida moving away at a short distance.

Turning her eyes in the opposite direction, she perceived a policeman coming slowly down the street.

She ran towards him.
"I've caught her at last," she exclaimed, as she met him, pointing eagerly after Ida.

"She's taken a brooch of mine.

I put it in a particular place in my bed-room, and it's gone." "Was she alone in the room ?" inquired the constable, looking keenly at Harriet, then down the street.
"Yes, she went in alone to put her things on.