Chapter 70

He went to the writing-table and hurriedly scribbled a few lines. He sealed them up in an envelope, and then rang the bell. Tredwell appeared in answer to it. Lemoine handed him the note. “See that that is delivered at once, if you please.” “Very good, sir,” said Tredwell. With his usual dignified tread he withdrew. Anthony, who had been standing, irresolute, sat down again. “What’s the big idea, Lemoine?” he asked gently. There was a sudden sense of strain in the atmosphere. “If the jewel is where you say it is—we…