"A cross of turquoise of the length of two inches, with pearls of no great
value intermixed," continued the judge.
Sigismund groaned and turned away from the table.
"Unhappily, here is that which too well answers to the description!"
slowly and with evident reluctance, escaped from the Signor Grimaldi.
"Let it be measured," demanded the prisoner.
The experiment was made, and the agreement was found to be perfect
"Bracelets of rubies, the stones set in foil, and six in number,"
continued the methodical chatelain, whose eye now lighted with the triumph
of victory.
"These are wanting!" cried Melchior de Willading, who, in common with all
whom he had served, took a lively interest in the fate of Maso. "There are
no jewels of this description here!"
"Come to the next, Herr Chatelain," put in Peterchen, leaning to the side
of the law's triumph; "let us have the next, o' God's name!"
"A brooch of amethyst, the stone of our own mountains, set in foil, and
the size of one-eighth of an inch; form oval."
It was lying on the table, beyond all possibility of dispute.
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