"Look at that, Jenkins!" He said, gleefully, when the thing was all over. "Acheck for $10,000."
"Well--that isn't so much, considering the value of the necklace," said I.
"That's the funny part of it," laughed Holmes. "Every stone in it was paste,but Mrs. Robinson-Jones never let on for a minute. She paid her little tenthousand rather than have it known."
"Great Heavens!--really?" I said.
"Yes," said Holmes, replacing the check in his pocket-book. "She's almost asnervy as Nervy Jim himself. She's what I call a dead-game sport."