The Black Box by E. Phillips (Edward Phillips) Oppenheim
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"I don't think these other animals will hurt," he said. "Let's have a look around the place." The search took only a few moments. The monkeys ran and jumped around them, gibbering as though with pleasure. The leopard watched them always with a snarl and an evil light in his eye. They found nothing unusual until they came to the distant corner, where a huge piano box lay on its side with the opening turned to the wall. "This is where the brute sleeps, I suppose," Quest remarked. "We'll turn it round, any way." They dragged it a few feet away from the wall, so that the opening faced them. Then Lenora gave a little cry and Quest stood suddenly still. "The skeleton!" Lenora shrieked. "It's the skeleton!" Quest stooped down and drew away the matting which concealed some portion of this strange-looking object. It was a skeleton so old that the bones had turned to a dull grey. Yet so far as regards its limbs, it was almost complete. Quest glanced towards the hands. "Little fingers both missing," he muttered. "That's the skeleton all right, Lenora." "Remember the message!" she exclaimed. "'Where the skeleton is, the necklace may be also.'" Quest nodded shortly. |
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