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MAROON AND WHITE
Mr. Godfrey relieved Mrs. Magus by
telling her that .Iemmy would be very glad
to relate his story.
The small creature's eyes twinkled ma-
liciously as he glanced up at them.
The poor woman led the way to the
parlor, and when they were all seated com-
fortably, Mr. Jemmy Blum commenced
"Well", he began, "to make a long story
short, I started on this lay just after Mag-
us' death, when a friend of mine in the
fortune-telling line told me that Mrs.
Magus was a spiritualist. This gave me
my clue, so I--ah-got into the house."
"I-low?" demanded Godfrey.
"Go on, then."
"I got inside the house, looked over my
ground and decided on my line of opera-
tion. I wanted something neat and effec-
tive, and I worked on it a good while be-
fore I had it going right. There were so
many little details. It took a lot of prac-
tice-such things do-and then I had to
remodel the inside of the desk-shorten up
the drawers and make room for myself
behind them. Lucky I'm little, and the
desk is one of the biggest I ever saw."
"So you were in the desk?" queried the
i'Sure", he chuckled. "Where else?"
"Then you decided that you would go
through with the plan?"
"Yes", said .Iemmy slyly. "I saw that
Mrs. Magus was scairt to death, and I was
afraid if I didn't demonstrate for her, I
wouldn't get the money."
"How did you know she had it?"
"I knew that she was well off."
"But the odor of tobacco?"
I-Ie got a vial out of his pocket, uncork-
ed it, and again Mrs. Magus caught the
sweet and heavy odor of Peter Magus'
"And here's a fine point I'm proud of,"
had this made from a
said Jemmy. "I
dozen of Magus' cigars I found in a box
in his room. So the smell was just right.
while of showing some
I thought for a
smoke, but didn't dare risk it."
"But the note," Godfrey said. "That
was the cleverest of all."
Paqe One Hundred and Thirty-two
f Jemmy chuckled and glanced at God-
"Ah, you'd like to know, wouldn't
you? You never will. But it all depends
on it. If I put the acid in before the salt,
the writing disappears at the end of two
hours: if I put the salt in before the acid,
the writing doesn't appear for the same
length of time. It took me five years to
work it out."
"But the writing didn't all appear at
once," Mrs. Magus now objected.
"Of course not," said Jemmy impatient-
ly. "It wasn't all written at once, was it?
It appeared just like it was written."
"I-Iow could you time it?"
"Why", answered Jemmy still more
impatiently, "I timed the writing for eight-
"But the chair?"
Jemmy shot a disgusted look at God-
"Any faker on Sixth Avenue can do
that," he said. "A hook on thread. Any-
"Accept my compliments, Jemmy. It
was cleverly done. I'm almost sorry you
didn't get away with it."
"Oh", answered Jemmy. with studied
indifference, "that's all in the day's work,
you know. But thank you all the same.
He was flicking the ashes from the end
of his cigar as he spoke, and Mrs. Magus
noticed he didn't meet Godfrey's eyes.
The latter looked at him an instant:
then, with a low exclamation, sprang to
his feet and snapped open the bag in
which Mrs. Magus had stowed the packets
Jemmy had returned to her. He ripped
one of them open, and disclosed not ten
thousand dollars in currency, but a neat
bundle of blank paper!
Jemmy was looking at him now, and
his face was alight with triumph.
"How did you know I was here?" God-
"I didn't," glrinned Jemmy, "but I
wasn't taking any chances."
"Who was your pal?"
"That's telling," he answered easily.
Godfrev turned to Mrs. Magus and
queried, "Have you any servants?"
"Only one," she answered.