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So, from a financial view, Sir Arthur Barrymore had another week to live. At the end of that time he had either to produce the priceless gems or confess the fact that he had lost them, and that his whole fortune would not liquidate the burden. But, as Mrs. Manton cheerfully informed him, much might be done in a week. They were well on the track of the thieves now, their suspicions were not aroused, and when the hour came a brilliant stroke of strategy might recover the lot.
"And please don't worry yourself about Sefton's story of the country girl and her share of the gems," she said. "We have no time to go into that now, and if the story is true, why it will keep. We shall find the country girl when the time comes."