The Newberry herald and news. (Newberry, S.C.) 1884-1903, 1884-09-04
cupied with something else, and she
did not see her.

did not see her.
Its the reception-bonnet. miss
please explained Rachel, with
courtesy.
"Oh, the bonnetl" said Adriennc
"You work,people are always com
ing at the wrong time. Oh, yes.
dare say it is all right! But" will
a sudden, smiling assumption OF
interest, "you are wet. 1t rains
and you will take cold. Take of
your shawl, and come to the fire
and dry yourself"
"Oh, no, ma am-thanks y said
little Rachel, reaching out for the
shawl which Alrienne had offlcious
ly removed, and resisting her efforts
| to lead her to the fire. 1T don't
rain; il only lnists a little"
but it does rain," sharply
spoke Adrienne, giving the girls
faded skirt a shake as she spoke.
Don't you see the drops? Well,
with a shrill laugh, ''if you don't
choose to dry yourself, the fault is
your own
Il was to return as soon as pos
Siblc, ma am," said little Rachel.
rather embarrassed by all this extra
attention, IF Miss Madison was
suited
Adrienne caught up the bandbox,
which Rachel had held all the time,
and whirling around on her heel,
ran up stairs into the reception
apartment, where Miss Madison
herself stooed, surrounded by q
group of people.
Miss Madison vas q tall, blonde
complexioned young lady, with
clear, hazel eyes, a wcll-rounded
chin, and the air of one who definite
ly comprehended her rights and
meant to assert them. Her mother.
an irresolute, elderly lady, looked
feebly from her daughter to the
policeman in plain clothes, who
stood deferentially before them,
and then back again.
"Well, if the house is to be
searched. it had best be done
promptly, I suppose" said Miss
Madison. Tell your man 10 pro-
ceed at once, Mr.. Jones'"
but, my dear Corisande. do cor-
sider!' twittered Mrs. Madison
Some of our maids are so very
superior! The idea of ransacking
their trunks, as if they we're COM
mon burglars -
IF they are innocent Of stealing
my diamond ring they won't care"
said Corisandc, indiferently. If
they are guilty, they deserve all the
obloquy which can descend upon
them"
Just here the French maid glided
up close to her mistress.
Pardon, mademoiselle?' she
whispered, her half-closed gray eyes
furtively observing the detective as
she spoke-''but it occurs to me
that | have q new clue to this mys-
terry. The little milliner girl is be.
los stairs; she has just brought
home this bonnet. Perhaps mall
euoiselle las forgotten that she
waited in mademoiselles dressing
room half an hour last Wednesday.
Mademoiselle has not seen her ring
since
Corisande knitted her brows.
"To be sure..'' said she. "But
YOU don't suppose that she has tax
en- it,"
Il would venture to make no &C.
cusation, mademoiselle," said she,
"but perhaps, in u moment Of temp.
tation-"
THE matter Is easily settled.
said the detective, "We can have
the young person up here at once
and search her"
Little Rachel came up, much
wondering. She was startled when
Adrienne volubly explained to her
the business upon which she was
summoned, bat consented at once
to the search.
"Why shouldn't I?' said she,
simply. u have nothing to be
afraid o."
She turned her dress.pocket in.
side out, A little. much,Worp lesth,
er purse appeared--an elevated
railway ticke'-a scrap Of poetry,
cut from some newspaper, fell out
and then a diamond ring, with
one glittering fascet of fire, set in
it's plain circlet of gold, flashed
suddenly upon their eyes!
"HaP' said Adrienne, pouncing
upon it, as some raven might poqnce
on it's prey. "Maderpoiselle can
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