Franklin," "Yours, John Hancock"; several from "Geo. Washington."
The chest held two uniforms, one British, the other buff and blue; a
pair of pistols, spurs, and a sword. The buff-and-blue uniform was
worn and stained, with a burnt and ragged hole in the breast. It had
belonged, said the slip pinned to it, to "Captain Lewis De Lacy
Hynds, my youngest Brother, the youngest of our House, who Fell
Gloriously at the Battle of Cowpens."
And that was all. Although we examined every inch of that floor,
every board of the walls, and made the most scrupulously careful
search of the cabinets and the chest. I even dared pass my hands
over Jessamine herself.
Shooba the witch doctor had done the unexpected. Wherever he might
have hidden them between a night and a morning, he had not hidden
the Hynds jewels in the secret room of Hynds House. And she who
alone could have solved the mystery and told us the truth, lay there
with a lipless mouth.
CHAPTER XVII
ON THE KNEES OF THE GODS
We gave over the futile search at last. Mr. Jelnik sat down and took
his head in his hands, for the moment a prey to overwhelming
disappointment.
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