the new speaker system which works perfectly, and greeted him as he would anyone else.â
âAs instructed,â said Lorna, dryly.
âYes. Iâm glad he did. I think Larraby might have had a sharp knock if heâd met with the usual rebuff. You see how sentimental Iâm getting! Carmichael thought that Larraby was genuinely interested in the stone â its history and so on.â
âNot to mention its value.â
âHe did ask its value, yes. Oh, I know it might not be all it appeared to be on the surface, our beggar may be a sinister villain, but I doubt it. I had a chat with him myself.â
âDid he tell you about his past? Or did you recognise him?â
I didnât know him from Adam,â said Mannering. âHe volunteered the information first to Carmichael then to me. We discussed jools, my love. The man has a fever for them.â
Lorna didnât speak.
âBut heâs been so stung by his fever that I fancy heâll keep his own temperature down,â said Mannering. âAfter all, if a man really goes for sparklers and sees the Adalgo in a shop window, you canât expect him to ignore it.â
âNo. You wouldnât suspect him of being a spy, sent to find out if itâs genuine and to weigh up the chances of breaking in, would you?â
âWith my innocence? No!â
âSeriouslyââ
âThe jewel fascinated him, thatâs all. He has a one track mind. Thatâs what you saw in him, what you want to put on canvas. It had struck me, but I darenât wish a jail-bird on you.â
âOught I to let him come?â
âI donât see why not. Judy will be in all the time. If youâd feel happier, Iâll send young Simon round to keep an eye on things while heâs sitting.â
âIâll paint him,â Lorna decided. âTwo or three days should be enough. I can finish it after heâs gone.â
âAnd heâll be glad of the sitting fee, I fancy,â said Mannering. âHeâs not a man who takes charity easily, in spite of his boxes of matches. Part of what you saw in his face was pride.â
âI suppose so. Butââ
Mannering laughed. âI know, I know! Would a man who was really proud come to Quinnâs with a tray in his hands and âbeggarâ written all over him? Would he push past a policeman to enter the shop, just for the sake of inquiring about a jewel which he couldnât hope to buy if he lived to be a hundred? I still think it was a chance visit, and the Adalgo fascinated him.â
After a long pause, Lorna said: âI wish youâd sell that diamond.â
âGem fatale?
âAll right, laugh at me, butââ
âIf itâs burglary youâre worried about, you can rest happy. Quinnâs has all the latest burglar-proof contraptions. Carmichaelâs vastly intrigued by the listening-in system. It isnât bad, either, although I thought of it myself.â
âI donât see how it helps to scare off thieves.â
âTake an example. Carmichael saw Larraby outside, and heard the policeman speak to him. Both voices sounded at the back of the shop. The microphone picks up whispers. Supposing a pair of toughs came along to smash and grab. Supposing, as is likely, they gave each other last minute instructions. Carmichael would be able to call the police before the job had started. It has commercial possibilities, too. People come and stare, and talk outside. Carmichael knows in advance whether theyâre likely to buy. Not bad?â
âOh, youâre full of bright ideas.â
Â
They finished the sweet.
âJohn.â
âHmm-hmm?â
âIâve been foul to you, lately.â
âForgotten.â
âI know you donât let it rankle, butââ
âI donât even remember it.â
âIt isnât the only thing you forget to talk