Grant, Maxwell - The Shadow 060 - Gypsy Vengance by Maxwell Grant

Author:Maxwell Grant
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Detective, Mystery, Crime, Suspense, Adventure, Thriller
Publisher: Street & Smith Publications
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

“GEMS,” remarked Casper, “are fascinating to me. My own collection - though moderate - contains rarities from many lands. I have a ruby purchased from the renegade Rajah of Bancore; a collection of pearls once owned by a South American dictator -“

“Where did you obtain them?” interposed Laustin.

“During my travels,” declared Casper. “I represented other English firms before I joined with Stollwood, Larksbury, Limited. In fact, I may count myself a connoisseur, where precious stones are concerned.”

“Perhaps,” remarked Laustin, “you would be interested in purchasing some of Uhler’s Spanish gems.”

“Are others for sale?” inquired Casper, in surprise.

“Yes,” asserted Laustin. “Uhler is willing to dispose of many items. He bought the entire collection, so he tells me, merely to acquire certain pieces that he wanted.”

“Would it be possible for me to see the collection?”

“I can arrange it. I promised Uhler that I would bring Shirley to his home for a weekend visit. You, Mr. Casper, as representative of Stollwood, Larksbury, Limited, are a friend of mine.”

“I am stopping at the Hotel Gardley,” remarked Casper, in a casual tone. “An antiquated hostelry, but a comfortable one. I should be pleased to accompany you, Mr. Laustin, when you visit Hampton Uhler.”

“I shall arrange the trip,” announced Laustin. “I shall communicate with you when I have done so. And you, Cranston - are you interested in gems also?”

“Very much.” A smile showed on the thin lips. “This stone is from my own collection. It is a girasol - I doubt that one could find another fire-opal that would match it in quality.”

Both Laustin and Casper stared at Cranston’s hand stretched before their eyes. They saw a gem of amazing beauty - a stone that shimmered in the light. Its hues were ever-changing in their sparkle. From deep maroon, they turned to royal purple; then to brilliant azure.

“Perhaps I might accompany you to Uhler’s.” Cranston, as he spoke, was watching Casper. The man’s eyes were fascinated by the girasol. “Let me know, Laustin, when you intend to go. You can reach me at my New Jersey home.”

“I shall certainly do so,” responded Laustin.

Cranston’s hand moved away. The conversation took another trend. An hour passed. During that period, the eyes of The Shadow, as they peered from the calm countenance of Lamont Cranston, were keen in their notation of Rodney Casper.

Time and again, the pretended Englishman glanced toward the sparkling girasol. The fascination of the gem continued to hold him.

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