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Page 83 You grab Sylvia’s had and dash for the stairs. As you run through the whirling light your whole body tingles, and for a few moments tiny sparks dance about your clothes as if you’re passing through a field of static electricity. As your run, the wailing transforms into cynical laughter. Still shaking, you and Sylvia rush out the front door, so glad to be alive that for a few moments you completely forget about the diamonds. But as the two of you walk down the street, your thoughts return once more to your hope of retrieving Sylvia’s jewels. There is no point in going back to Grimstone, so the next day you go to the police to tell them what happened. “Oh, yes,” the desk officer says. “Well, I don’t know what ll that ghost business was about, but Mr. Grimstone came in this morning and turned over a leather box with thirty-seven diamonds imitation diamonds, that is. One of them was as big as a walnut! Just glass, of course, but very pretty just the same.” Then End