Later, the detective stood in the street near the jewellery store for several hours.
At last, something happened. A young woman came along the street and she
Entered the store. She had black hair and dark eyes. Her clothes were
bright an colourful. Mr keeling went nearer to the store and he looked through’
the window. The young woman walked up to the counter. She said something to
Mr. Robbins. He stopped working and the two of them talked quietly for a few minutes. Then the feweller gave the waman some coins. A moment later
she came out of the store and she walked quickly down the street.
At four o’clock the next afternoon, Mr keeling’s client came to his office.
‘What did you find out about my husband?’ she asked.
‘I saw a woman go into the jewellery store’ said Mr keeling. ‘your husband gave her some money. She was a young, dark-eyed woman. Her hair was black and her clothes were colourful.’
‘That’s her!’ said the lady. ‘Charles is giving her money! That’s terrible!’
The lady held a handkerchief over her eyes. She was crying.
‘Mrs Robbins, what do you want me to do now?’ asked the detective.
‘Do you wamt me to continue this investigation?’