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e. But the bottom did not fly up as it had done for Betty. "Say, what magical charm, or 'Open Sesame,' did you use on this?" asked Allen, after vainly trying. "We can't make it work, Bet." "I don't know," she answered. "I just simply jabbed it with the ruler, that's all." "Well, then, please 'jab' again," pleaded Will. Obligingly Betty took the piece of wood, and began poking about in the bottom of the tin box. For some time she was as unsuccessful as the boys had been. "I don't believe I can do it again," she said, puckering her forehead in an attempt to remember. "Let's see, I sat _this_ way, and I held it _that_ way." "Did you have your fingers crossed?" asked Roy, laughing. "What had that to do with it?" demanded Betty. But before Roy could answer she uttered a cry, for, as she was moving the ruler about on the bottom of the box, there was that sudden click and spring again, and the false bottom sprang out of the way, disclosing the place where the diamonds had been. "How did you do it Betty?" asked Allen, and then it was seen that the ruler had pressed on a tiny plate in the corner of the box, a plate so well hidden that only the most careful scrutiny revealed it. Once it was seen, however, the trick was easy to work. The cover was snapped into place again, and as soon as the ruler, or for that matter, the tip of one's finger, pressed on the little plate, the hiding place was disclosed. The boys and girls "played" the trick over and over again, until it was an easy matter to do it. "This is more fun than the cipher," said Allen, taking a copy of it from his pocket. "Going to have another go at it?" asked Will. "Yes. It might be a clue to the owner of the diamonds." "That's so," agreed the other. "I would like to know to whom they belong." "I suppose diamonds are smuggled once in a while; aren't they?" asked Allen. "Indeed they are," Will answered. "That's what Uncle Sam has to guard against more than anything else. They are so easy to hide, and it doesn't take many of them to represent a whole lot of money. But then the government has the system down pretty fine, and it isn't often that anything gets away. You see as soon as any purchase of stones on the other side is made, word is sent to the officials here--that is, any purchase of any large amount, such as this." "Then you don't think those diamonds were smuggled?" asked Allen. "Not for a minute!" declared Will. "They'r
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