The Press., 1912-02-07

without speaking word ne stretch ed out one lean brown finger and touched the bracelet on my wrist At the same time he raised his eyebrows inquiringly. We'll, must confess there were so much dignity and command in his manner that I found myself taking refuge in French and explaining vol ubly how I came by the bracelet.
 "He listened closely and when l had finished held out his hand with another commanding gesture but still he did not utter a sound" Madeline paused and, taking the bracelet from her fathers hand, slipped it over her own round wrist. ....- . Alexander Felton was watching her with a lover's delight in her beauty and charm. They had just become en- gagged, these two, and the mystic car pet that Felton had brought out of the wilds had witnessed their betrothal. The others in the little party had been quietly informed of the delightful se- cret by Madeline's father, and as the among them ever since the big ship had sailed from New York six weeks. before they rejoiced in her happiness. and that of the man who had wooeCi her faithfully.
 Madeline exchanged a swift glance: with her lover, and then her eyes drop ped to the filigree bracelet shimmerine on her arm.
 ''What did you do, Miss Trayle? Did you give him the braceletW asked Mrs. Hanford.
 "Yes, of course I did. Who could have resisted the commanding gesture of his hand and the authority in his eyes? l didn't dare do anything else I simply removed the bracelet and gave it to him.
 'He snatched it eagerly, pressed it to his lips and then examined the deli cate work, nodding his head affirma lively as he seemed to recognize ev- cry tracery of leaf and blossom and twig. Then he looked within the brace let, and all the light seemed to die out of his countenance. Before that it looked glowing, as if a candle had been lighted inside, if you know what l mean. He suddenly looked old and worn and very contemptuous as he dropped the bracelet back in my hand. Then only did he speak, and, to my surprise, he spoke in English.
 "'It is the wrong one, madam,' he said. I crave thousand pardons.'
 "'You have lost one like ttY I asked him.
 "'My daughter wore it the day she disappeared. 1 have never seen her since,' he muttered, and, with deep bow, he disappeared just as father came back
 We talked it over that evening, and I told father how closely the man had examined the filigree bracelet and ap- peared to recognize that 1t was not the one he sought. So father produced his magnifying glass, and we, too, searched the inside of the bracelet. Hidden away on an obscure wiry twig were tiny letters, enlightening us as to the reason for his contempt for my bauble
 Ut read Made Tn Germany and pouf went all the pretty story of the sultan's favorite."
 ''The sultan's favorite may have been the daughter of your dark eyed stranger" remarked Miss Gray thoughtfully
 And your friends bracelet might be the genuine article" added Arthur Clayton as they all arose and pre- pared to go below.
 ''T shall write to Emily Drake any way and te8 her to look inside her bracelet for any indications that hers is the genuine filigree bracelet" de- clared Madeline, accepting Alexander Feltons hand to assist her from her seat on the carpet.
 One by one the others bade good night and strolled away until at last