I thought at first that the old wretch had quarreled with her about you on account of the suit, and she had squared up to him, and he had struck her; but now I believe _he_ had the diamonds, and she got them from him in some way, and he struck her with the missing table-leg.

If you say so, I'll have him arrested.' Tom had told his story rapidly, while Harold listened breathlessly, until he suggested the arrest of Peterkin, when he exclaimed: 'No, no, Tom.

No; don't you see that would mix Jerrie's name up with the diamonds, and that must not be.

She must not be mentioned in connection with them until she speaks for herself; and, besides, I do not believe it was Peterkin who took them.

It might have been your Uncle Arthur.' 'Uncle Arthur ?' Tom said, indignantly.