1Dick Shemwell, better known in England as Kid Murray Hill, was sitting beside the window of his room in a small hotel in one of the largest of the English seaside towns. With something of the action of an old-time bartender he was engaged in pouring from one hand to the other a hundred thousand dollars worth of pearls, dreamily watching the play of light on their creamy, gleaming surfaces. When he held the string up between thumb and forefinger it was a full yard long. A break in the string which had been roughly mended showed where d**k had detached three of the stones to provide the wherewithal to meet expenses.
Dick was far from looking upon himself as a thief. He had stolen the pearls from a thief with the object of returning them to their rightful owner. Of course if a reward was of
