University Missourian. [volume] (Columbia, Mo.) 1908-1916, 1915-07-02
Continued from yesterdays issue)

She stood. Her guests followed
suit 1t was by this bon mot that SHE
chose to have her dinner live in tn.
gossip of San Marco. Hence with II
she closed the ceremony.
witty woman, your Wife" said one
of the colorless New Workers to Mr.
| Bruce, when the men were left alone
Mr.. Bruce only grunted, but Mr.
Paddock answered brightly:
do you really think so?"
Yes. Don't you?"
"Why-er-really- Mr.. Paddock
blushed. Modest author, he.
A servant appeared to say that
Lord HarrOwby was wanted at once
outside, and excusing himself. Har-
rowby departed He found his valet,
a plump round face serious man
waiting in the shadows on the veran-
da For a time they talked together
in low tones. When Harrowby re-
turned to the dining-room, his never
cheerful face was even gloomier than
usual.
Spencer Meyrick and Bruce. exiles
both of them. talked joyously of busi-
ness and the rush of the days work
for which both longed. The New York
man and a sapling from Boston con
versed of chamber music. Martin
Wall sat silent. contemplative. Per-
haps had he spoken his thoughts they
would have been of rich jewel shoD
at noon-deserted.
A half-hour later Mrs. Bruce's din
ner-party was scattered among the
palms and flowers of her gorgeous
lawn. Mr.. Minot had fallen again to
the elder girl from Omaha, and
blithely for her he was displaying his
Broadway ignorance of horticulture.
Suddenly out of the night came a
scream Instantly when he heard it,
Mr.. Minot knew who had uttered it.
Unceremoniously he parted from
the Omaha beauty and sped over the
lawn. But quick as he was, Lord Har-
rowby was quicker For when Minot
came up, he saw Harrowby bending
over Miss Meyrick, who sat upon a
wicker bench.
"Cynthia-what is it," Harrowby
was saying.
Cynthia Meyrick felt wildly of her
shining hair
Your necklace" she gasped.
"Chain Lightning's Collar. He took
it, He took it,"
"Who?"
81 don't know. A man."
"A mani" Reverent repetition by
feminine voices out of the excited
group.
He leaped out at me thereby that
tree-pinioned my -snatcled
the necklace. l couldn't see his face
1t happened in the shadow"
mo matter" Harrowby replied.
Don't give it another thought, my
child"
But how can help"
81 shall telephone the police at
once" announced Spencer Meyrick.
Il beg you'll do nothing of the
Sort" expostulated Lord Harrowby.
1T would be great inconvenience
the thing wasn't worth the publicity
that would result. / insist that the
police be kept out of this"
Argument-loud on Mr.. Meyrick's
part-ensued. 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
Mr.. Minot, looking up, saw a sneer-
ing smile on the face of Martin Wall.
In flash he knew the truth.
With Aunt Mary calling loudly for /
salts, and the whole party
more or less in confusion. the return
10 the house started. Mr.. Paddock
walked at Minot's side.
Rather looks as though Chain
Collar had chOked off our
5aiety.' he mumbled. SERVES her
light for wearing the thing in her
lair. She spoiled two corking lines |
or ME by not wearing it where you'd |
naturally expect a necklace to be
worm"
Minot maneuvered so as to inter |
'ept Lord Harrowby under the por
leo.
May | speak with you moment?'
lie inquired. Harrowby bowed, and |