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It must be conceded that for an amateur, the major set about his unaccustomed task in a very methodical manner. He offered a reward of five hundred pounds for the detection of the murderer, and a further sum of the like amount to anyone who should discover the thief who had desecrated the chamber of death. These munificent rewards set everybody on the alert, and Jen, without putting down actual money, thus became possessed of some hundreds of spies who would bring him any information likely to assist him in his investigation. Also, the major examined all the servants in the house. He questioned Sampson, the young policeman who had been in the kitchen on the night when the body had been stolen, and finally he paid a visit to the police office at Deanminster, where he saw Mr. Inspector Arkel.,"And what did you do?" asked Jen, much interested in this strange history.,"No, no! I hope not," cried Jen, horrified at the idea.,"Then who stole the devil-stick?","Obi say dat to me. Your mudder black.","I would tell you if I could," said David again, but in rather a sullen manner; "but I have reasons, strong reasons, for not doing so. Later on--" he paused nervously.,"You shall know in a few minutes, major. Indeed, I think it is about time that this comedy should end!","How do you know that?" asked the inspector sharply.,"No, no! I hope not," cried Jen, horrified at the idea.,"No. I can understand your anger from your point of view.",Patricia, at the mirror, paused in the act of pinning on her hat, her eyes riveted on the vision in dull green.,Patricia was about to make a comment when she suddenly turned and came back to them..