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VI. The Diamond Maker
"I've called, Professor Kennedy, to see if we can retain you in a
case which I am sure will tax even your resources. Heaven knows
it has taxed ours."
The visitor was a large, well-built man. He placed his hat on the
table and, without taking off his gloves, sat down in an easy
chair which he completely filled.
"Andrews is my name--third vice-president of the Great Eastern
Life Insurance Company. I am the nominal head of the company's
private detective force, and though I have some pretty clever
fellows on my staff we've got a case that, so far, none of us has
been able to unravel. I'd like to consult you about it."
Kennedy expressed his entire willingness to be consulted, and
after the usual formalities were over, Mr. Andrews proceeded.
"I suppose you are aware that the large insurance companies
maintain quite elaborate detective forces and follow very keenly
such of the cases of their policy-holders as look at all
suspicious. This case which I wish to put in your hands is that
of Mr. Solomon Morowitch, a wealthy Maiden Lane jeweller. I
suppose you have read something in the papers about his sudden
death and the strange robbery of his safe?"
"Very little," replied Craig. "There hasn't been much to read."
"Of course not, of course not," said Mr.
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