Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1889-12-23
and should have been made prey of


your loss is even greater than hers.
Those sapphires were unrivaled, and will
fetch n high price anywhere. -
''Your loss, too, Grant, says Mrs.
Brand '.Your future wife'-with a
smile at Millicent-''will lose little of
her prestige now she has ceased to be the
possessor of these famous Jewels
my future wife, says Grant, grace
fully. Twill not need the addition of any
Jewels to make her the most beautiful
woman in England .
suddenly to her feet and rushing across
the room to a mirror. ''Am | that?
The most beautiful woman in England
Am that now, my good Grant,? Or is
it the fact of being your wife that will
make me SOP
Now, of course And then, too,
hops"
Wrong now, at all events, my
friendn after an exhaustive eXam1na-
ton of her pretty form in the mirror.
Il know some one at this very moment
who is unspeakably better worth looking
at than | am. =
Lady Landing?'
so! I prefer myself to her. 1 was
thinking of my little friend-my youth
full MISUNDERSTANDING Roche. BY the
bye, what a singular thing that you have
never seen her
ssQuite as singular that she has never
seen me.
':She did-once."
BOYLE turns straight round and looks
at her He had been teasing the parrot
ND to this Though he does not speak,
something in his face compels her to an
swSr him as though he had done so.
'.Yes-Once, really; SO you are not as
unknown to fame as you imagine.
''She told you sou
ssShe confessed as much. But, as you
seem modest about it, perhaps it will
comfort you to learn that what she did
see was only the back of your head, and
a bit of your nose. You know, IT you
will wear your nose so long you cannot
expect it to altogether escape observa-
ton"
Grant, laughs.
$50 that was all she saw? She can have
no idea then what a good looking fellow
am - he says, with mischievOuS shrug
Not the slightest. Your persistent re-
fusal to oblige all your admirers by sit
ting to a photographer has put it out of
my power to give Nadine some faint idea
of your charms"
Just as well; she might have been
overpowered by them," returns Grant,,
who has gone back to his task OF reduc-
mot that l believe in photographs, !"
goes on Millicent ''There is Lefty Lums-
den, she looks like d Venus on card
board-like dairymaid in the flesh"
ITO say nothing of Mrs. DENLY, who
looks like saint in the flesh, and like a
Bacchante, as portrayed by Descendants.
I'm rather glad I'm out of it. | rejoice
to think my face is still my own. Photo"
with curious little laugh--"are dan
gerous.
IF every one thought that the detec-
tives would be oftener at fault than they
are'' says Mrs. Brand. photographs
ave been the means of bringing many
criminals to justice"
LAS have said-they are dangerous, -
| replies her nephew.
II wish we had some picture of the
| wretch who has robbed Millicent
s'But you see you haven't"
s'You take it very easily-yet you must
regret the jewels, Grant," says Mrs.
| Brand fretfully, who is of opinion that
nothing now should be thought of but
the irreparable loss her niece has sus-
| tanned, and who regards the present
| frivolity as being distinctly in bad taste,
| considering all things. Indeed, she
would have considered it hardly out of
| place if some one had pulled down the
| blinds and put muffiing on the knocker.
II assure you / do not regret them. l
| have nothing to regret" returns he,
| laughing lightly Then he looks at Mil
| licent ''How can / find room for regret
when l see my cousin safe and well?''
| MiIIicent is as touched by his manner
as it would be possible for him to move
her.
| s.Certainly he bears the loss of those
Jewels very WE'LL" she says to herself;
| land he used to be their most eXtraya-
| CANT admirer. Sometimes it irritated me
to think he looked upon them with q pro-
| prietorial eye, but after all | believe
| wronged him. If they were still in my
possession OF in his he could not be more
| unconcerned.'
She gives him a little kindly glance as
| a reward for this, which seems to afford
him some secret amusement.
1.-The thing that puzzles me" goes on
| Mrs Brand, who cannot keep her mind
off the subject, sis how the miscreant
got in. Certainly Brown confesses he is
not in the habit of putting up the chain
at night-a most reprehensible neglect, fol-
which | have severely censured him; but,
admitting that, l do not see how the burg
lar could have had a door key exactly
Ike ours. 1t is one of most peculiar
pattern: DOOR Mr.. Brand quite prided him
self on it.
an impression of it," says Grant,.
s'To take an impression?-to get false
key made? But that means you would
suspect the servants. l could not dc
that: they are all old servants-old
friends, indeed, l might almost say
you are like my mother. She will moi
believe the servants were implicated II
the diamond robbery at vaTworth; We
if she had taken my advice a recover.
y Il H.
say it would says Capt Boyle, VIII
seems determined to give everyone
chance; II only say it might"
''But-but surely you would not at
tach suspicion to Brown" says Mrs
Brand, nervously, who is easily swayed.
''There are other servants in the hous
besides Brown; and people come and G
-eh?''
mo one comes and goes except Mis-
Roche; you would not suspect her, l SUI
pose?n says Millicent coldly.
II really could not form an opinion
You forget / have not had the pleasur
of an introduction to Miss Roche"
There is slight return of his sneerin
tone here-the tone that had driven he
to passionate anger during that inter
view at the last dance she had attended
She has seen fit to forget that scene, an
so has he; but just now she is strongly n
minded of IL. Mrs. Brand, seeming mi:
chief in the air, comes to the rescue.
Tut says she, ''what an absur
question to arise! Let Miss Roche's nam
alone. / must say, Millicent, you sho'
but questionable taste when you dra
your little friends name into such a
affai-. ! could tell you something mol
to the purpose, but mum, mum, mum
the word. -
''Oh. auntie, you have heard SOM
5hingr' cries Millicent, bouncing dow
lpon her. You have had news, ant
naughty woman that you are, you hay
hidden it from me. Come, out with i
Your blood will be upon your own hea
you delay for another moment"
but assure you, my dearest girl
''Your dearest girl is Disguised wit
your duplicity. Come, speak, sd,
One, two-three will be your death sil
nal. Grant,, do you take no interest
the proceedings? Are you not longing
hear of the capture of the capturer of n
sapphires?''
She is kneeling beside Mrs. Bran
having thrown her arms coaXing
around her, so cannot see Grants fac
but she can hear his laugh.
Eyes; let us know what kind of a fe
low he is, :: he says