Arizona republican. [volume] (Phoenix, Ariz.) 1890-1930, 1911-08-19
LADY CADDINCTON'S
EMERALDS
By Cary WonderIey
copyrighted by the Pearson Publish
ing company


You will have Mysteries, you will,
indeed, Mr.. Adair." she said.
by George, that is the best joke I
ever heard in all my life." he cried
truthfully.
The duchess nodded.
Yes, on Madame de PasQuali," she
returned briefly. THE fair Portu-
guese is a very clever woman, but she
didn't take into consideration the nut
megs. No. l shall do nothing more
about the matter-it is not worth II.
However, l would give fifty times fifty
pounds to see de Pasquali's face when
she learns the true value of the en-
eralds."
What! Do you think Madame de
Pasquali took your jewels?" he asked,
after short silence. She has many
beautiful jewels of her own, and she Is
coming to America TO sing for a large
sum of money. 1T is more likely to be
one Of the maids or Wallets, | think"
Perhaps" shrugged Lady Cadding-
ton disdainfully. "The loss of the
paste ornaments is nothing of course,
but regret have spoken with a per-
son Of that sort. That is all"
Adair had not spoken a single word
to Elvira de Pasquali alone since the
Puritania left Liverpool They had
decided on this course back in the lit
tie Sussex cottage. But he knew now
that he must tell her about the en-
eralds; also he must warn her to be
careful-the duchess suspected her.
The Puritania would be in touch
with New York, via wireless, some
time that night Remembering this,
Adair managed to slip her a card in
the dining-room, and on II he asked
her to meet him up at the ships bell
at eleven o'clock that night. Impor-
tant was underscored.
The night came dark, even starless.
and Elyira crept along wrapped in a
long blue coat that covered her COM
pletely from neck to feet She was
nervous, even frightened at Toms
message. but she managed to keep her
head. Still she knew that only some
thing of the greatest importance
would have tempted him to run the
risk of speaking with her alone.
They wasted neither time nor words.
THE duchess suspects you-she told
me you had stolen her necklace" Adair
began hurriedly in low voice. She
also told me that she would make no
further complaint about the theft be-
cause the necklace wasn't worth it.
Rosie, girl, the emeralds are paste
she got them in the rue de la Paix,
most likely from Lebois, the fellow
who made me our set No wonder he
said he could duplicate the Cadding-
ton jewels exactly! Can you beat it?
She told me confidentially that she
had left the real stones in London with
the dowager because she was afraid
to bring them to America with her"
Il don't-believe i'll can't"
stammered Rosie. why, Tommy, do
you? I-can't. just can't, myself"
81 do. I'm afraid 1t is So" returned
he soberly. Surely if it was the real
Caddington necklace she would move
heaven and earth to get 1t back again!
AS it is l am the only one aboard ship
she has mentioned the theft to since
she first reported 1t to Captain La
chase. She is just going to let it go
see? Yes, am afraid we are done
good and hard this time, little wom-
an"
"I-didn't want to come-you re-
member that, don't your" she said,
woman-like. And now stung-? Hon
estly, when l think of those hours of
torture l have spent listening to that
terrible woman! / don't blame the
duke one bit for preferring the SO
ciety of footlight beauties II she was
always like she is now. II would
like to make her eat those old paste
emeralds, Tommy"
He was silent for a moment, then:
Suppose we give her back the old
necklace" he said. at Is not worth
keeping, and if | can slip 1t back in
her room some time why 1t will clench
matters then and there forever. And
the ship will have the laugh on her for
fair-everybody will say her little
game didn't go. and she had to find
her jewels before the custom-oficers
did. How about it?"
Rosie nodded. Very well, don't
want the horrid things" she said.
well, then, suppose you run and get
them now" he suggested. Then
won't have to speak to you again dur
ing the voyage. Once in New York
Tony's, you know"
She nodded. 81 know.
Bless that old woman, Tommy; l do
hate being stung by an old nutmeg
duchess"
She hurried along the deck. keeping
we'll in the shadow and meeting no
body at this late hour. Halfway to
the companion. a slight stirring over
head made her stop and look up. The
noise came in a series Of kicks, spurts,
crackles. She knew-it was wireless.
The ships operator was in touch with