Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-02-22

colorless New Workers to Bruce, when the
men were left alone.
Bruce only grunted; but Paddock an
swered brightly:
3Do you really think so!"
ayes. Don't your
-er-really-r Paddock blushed.
Modest author, he!
A SERVANT appeared to say that Lord
= Harrowby was wanted at once out
side, and excusing himself narrowly de-
parted. He found his valet, a plump, round
faced, serious man, waiting in the shadows
on the veranda. For time they talked to-
gether in low tones. When Harrowby re-
turned to the dining room his never cheerful
face was even gloornier than usual.
Spencer Meyrick and Bruce, exiles both
of them, talked joyously Of business and the
rush of the days work for which both longed.
The New York men and sapling from Bos-
ton conversed of chamber music. Martin
Wall sat silent, contemplative. Perhaps
had he spoken his thoughts they would have
been of rich jewel shop at MONDE
serted
A ha1f-hour later Mrs. Bruce's dinner
party was scattered among the palms and
flowers of her gorgeous lawn. Minot had
fallen again to the elder from Omaha, and,
blthely for her, was displaying his Broad
way ignorance of horticulture. Suddenly
out of the night came scream. Instantly
when he heard it Minot knew who had ut
tered it.
Unceremoniously he parted from the
Omaha beauty and sped over the lawn.
But quick as he was. Lord Harrowby was
quicker; for when Minot came up he saw
Harrowby bending over Miss Meyrick, who
sat on wicker bench.
aCynthia- is it?" Harrowby was
Cynthia Meyrick felt wildly of her shining
hair. 9Your necklace she gasped. @Chain
Lightning's collar! He tookit! He took it!'
aWho31
II don't know. A mani
"A n1an!n Reverent repetition by femi-
nine voices out of the excited group.
@He leaped out at me thereby that tree
-pinioned my -snatched the neck
lace. l couldn't see his face. 1t happened
in the shadow"
aNo matter" Harrowby replied. @Don't
give>it another thought, my child"
3But how can help"
Il shall telephone the police at once
announced Spencer Meyrick.
a beg you'll do nothing Of the sort, Tex.
postulated Lord Harrowby. 1T would be
great mcOnVemence-tne tn1nS WaSnt
worth the publicity that would result.
insist that the police be kept out of this
Argument on Meyrieassz part-en-
sued. Suggestions galore were offered by
the guests. But in the end Lord Harrowby
had his way. 1t was agreed not to call in
the police.
Minot, looking up, saw sneering smile
on the face of Martin Wall. In flash he
knew the truth. !
With Aunt Mary calling loudly for smell
ing salts, and the whole party more or less
in confusion, the return to the house started.
Paddock walked at Minot's side.
Rather looks as though Chain Light
ning's collar had choked off our gaiety," he
mumbled. @Serves her right for wearing
the thing in her hair. She spoiled two cork
ing lines for me by not wearing it where
you'd naturally expect a necklace to be
worn."
MINOT Unanswered so as to intercept
IA Lord Harrowby under the portico.
@May speak with you moment9' he in
quired.
Harrowby bowed, and they stepped into
the shadows of the drive.
Lord Harrowby,' said Minot, trying to
keep the excitement from his voice, a have
certain information about one of the guests