CHAPTER X.
SERVING THE WARRANT.
Mrs. La Croix and her daughter were possessed of good nerves, for thedramatic entrance of the Bradys did not seem to startle them in the least.
They glanced coolly at the detectives and Mrs. La Croix asked, haughtily:
"Who are these men?"
"Detectives, madam," replied Old King Brady, politely.
"Indeed! What were you sneaking in that closet for?"
"To learn the true inwardness of your gigantic smuggling scheme."
"You must be mad."
"No, indeed. We are quite sane, I assure you."
"What do you mean by our smuggling?"
"Simply this: We know all about your daughter's trip to Holland and we'vebeen watching her since she landed at Montreal."
"Oh," said the lady, icily, "you have, eh?"
"Yes, we have."
"Well, what do you want, now?"
"Madam," said Old King Brady, "here is a warrant for the arrest of yourdaughter. The charge is smuggling!"
Calmly taking the document, the lady read it.
Harry opened the door and let the hall-boy go.
The young detective did not want the boy to hear all that transpired andthe hall-boy hastened away.
Rushing to Paul La Croix's room, he pounded on the door, entered and foundthe smuggler shaving himself.
"There's two detectives in your daughter's room!" he gasped.
"_Sacre!_" roared La Croix in startled tones.
"They've got a warrant for your daughter's arrest."
"Who zey are?" groaned La Croix.
"The Bradys."
"We are lost!"
"Your daughter slipped me this package and told me to give it to you."
He handed over the parcel of diamonds, and with a glad cry, La Croixeagerly seized it and thrust it in the bosom of his shirt.
"Here--five dollaire for you!" he panted, giving the boy a bill. "Keep zestill tongue about our affairs. Now go!"
The boy shot out of the room and the man wrote a note and left it on thebureau.
La Croix hastily dressed and rushed out of the hotel.
He was fearfully excited.
Reaching the street, he called a cab, doubled the driver's fare and wasdriven furiously to the railroad depot.
Here he caught a departing train.
Meantime, the Bradys imagined they had Clara La Croix with the package ofdiamonds in her possession.
Harry placed his hand on the girl smuggler's arm.
"I hate to do it, Miss," said he, half apologetically, "but you are myprisoner."
She took her arrest with exasperating coolness.
Smiling up at him, she said in low, sweet tones:
"I'm charged with smuggling, ain't I?"
"Yes."
"What?"
"About $250,000 worth of diamonds."
"How ridiculous!"
"No, it isn't. We've got all the facts."
"Please name them."
"You went to Amsterdam and came back on the Dominion with the jewels Imentioned. In Toronto you gave them to one of your father's spies who gotmarried. Your party crossed the border and were searched. Of course, nojewels were found on you. A short time ago the spy and his bride followedyou; they smuggled the diamonds over the Suspension Bridge for you. A fewminutes ago they were here and delivered the package to you. You've got itnow, so hand it over."
"I haven't got any package of diamonds," protested the girl.
"Now, don't try to lie out of it. We've got the evidence against you whichyou can't deny. Be sensible and save yourself further trouble by handingover the gems. If you don't we'll take them by force."
"I am telling you the truth."
"Further concealment is useless."
"Then search us and convince yourself."
Harry accepted her offer and failed to find the stones.
While he was so employed, Old King Brady searched her mother with equalnon-success, and a surprised look spread over their faces.
"The girl hasn't got them!" exclaimed Harry, in disgust.
"Nor has her mother," added Old King Brady.
"They must have hidden them."
"Search the room."
"Don't move, ladies, or we'll handcuff you."
"No need of that ignominy," said the girl.
They made a thorough and painstaking search of the place, but failed tomeet with any success and finally gave it up.
The diamonds remained missing.
Both were greatly puzzled.
Suddenly an idea occurred to Harry and he cried:
"The hall-boy!"
"What about him?" asked his partner.
"He may have carried off the parcel."
"See!"
"You guard them."
"All right."
Harry rushed out of the room.
Finding the boy down in the office, Harry seized him.
"Where did you put the package that girl gave you?" he roared.
The boy turned pale with fright, and a panic seized him as he suddenlythought his share in the matter was known.
With bulging eyes and chattering teeth, he gasped:
"For mercy's sake don't arrest me, and I'll tell you, sir."
"Well? Speak out--quick!"
"The young lady told me to give it to her father."
"And you did?"
"Yes, sir."'
"Where was he?"
"In his room."
"Is he there yet?"
"I don't know."
Harry rushed upstairs again.
Pushing open the door of Paul La Croix's room he entered.
None of the man's possessions was disturbed, but Harry caught view of thenote he had written and placed on his bureau.
The boy picked it up and read the following lines:
"Monsieur Brady: By the time you get this letter I will be far away. You are duped. Do as you please with my innocent wife and daughter. You can prove nothing against them. An outsider did the smuggling. That lets us out. I defy you. Do your worst. La Croix."
Young King Brady smiled at the note.
"The raving of a madman!" he muttered scornfully. "If he imagines he hasbeaten us, we will soon relieve him of that notion."
He carried the note to Old King Brady and exclaimed:
"La Croix has escaped with the diamonds."
"How did he get them?" asked the old detective, curiously.
"Clara sent them to him by the hall-boy."
"As I feared!"
"We can't convict these women."
"No. Release them."
"Ladies, you are free."
"Thank you," said Clara, with a pleasant smile.
"Go your way. We can't secure anything but revenge by prosecuting you, andthat isn't what we are after. I must say, though, Mrs. La Croix, that wasan inhuman thing for you and your husband to do, boxing us up and shippingus to California. We are more merciful to you when it lies in our power toput you in prison."
The woman's face reddened with shame.
She hung her head, but made no reply.
Old King Brady then said to Harry in hurried tones:
"Come. We must get on La Croix's trail. We'll run him down if it takes ayear to do it!"
They rushed from the room.
Harry, however, paused outside the door and listened.
The woman and her daughter uttered a merry peal of laughter.
"Good for papa!" cried the girl. "He'll save the gems yet."
"Those detectives have gone on a wild goose chase," contemptuously repliedher mother. "Paul will outwit them. To-morrow you and I will go back to NewYork, and put up at the Waldorf. When your father has safely disposed ofthose gems he will go there to look for us. It's a rendezvous we hadarranged beforehand in case trouble came up."
Harry nodded and smiled.
"Glad you've posted me," he muttered. "I won't lose sight of you twocharming creatures. It wasn't good p
olicy to pull you in without thediamonds if you only knew it, and that's the only reason you are at libertynow. We'll play with you as a cat plays with a mouse."
And he walked away from the door feeling well satisfied with the shape thecase was taking.
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