The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1919-11-08

(Continued from Page Three.) with the pearls suggested the other to Kittys mind, and with the thought of Muriel Chandler came the image of The Knight The whole affair was uppermOst in her mind for the next few days, as she awaited new developments in this amusing drama
 The matter of the magnificent pearls that each possessed was in it. self Q subject of interest. The pearls which were the pride of the JosIin family were a royal heirloom sacri- feed in 8 burst of patriotism by their princely owner. They had graced many a ducal throat in one of the Balkan countries, and had been pro- cured at 8 fabulous price. The other pearls, those owned by NIuriel Chand- Ter, may have lacked the giamor of tradition, but this was more than re- compensed by their reputation among conneiseurs for perfectly matched size and color. They had been the property of one of the industrial kings of the middle west, and when worn on a fair throat completely ecEpsed in beauty the foreign pearls owned by Selma JosIin.
 Through all the back biting and en- vious strife, the pearls had been con- tinuaIly worn by their respective owners, and both ropes were suffi- cienuy magnificent to cause envy of nearly all who beheId them. Suddenly the drama of the Girls of the Pearls'' reached it's climax. In the meantime, Kitty RobesOn hap pened to have been in the company of both of the women to an equal l degree.
 One evening. Kitty's maid an- T.. stairs and had urgently requested that she receive him on a matter of kitty took into consideration the unusua1ness of the hour and reflect ing that he was probably not eXag- | geTating the importance of his er- rand, consented to see him.
 Daddy" approached Kitty as she entered the reception hall. and s5arl- mered his apologies. His evening dress was as correct as usual but his man. ner was highly excited.
 | I'm on my way to dine with our mutual friends, the BrowneIls," he 1 explained, but I knew you would never forgive me if I did not drop in | and tell you the latest news.'' | You are ri@ht-tlO not keep me in suspense" Kitty replied.
 ] 'rThe battle of the pearls is, near 1 it's close-and who do you suppose 1 has received the fatal bIow-Luriel | Chandler.".
 1 How can that be?'' Kitty asked. You remember that tale of black mail, whereby Joslin was supposed to 1 have gained his appoinune nent- Well. ] that tale was entirety false! Selma
 Joslin and Forester had an entirely
 different object in mind They were
 | rope of pearls belonging to the Chandlers. They were quite success
 full in bribing a maid to allow them to
 view the pearls for 9 quarter of an
 hour, and during that quarter of an 1 hour they had a jewel expert from Tfffany's examine them. He, of | course, did not know anything about
 the ruse, but he did not hesitate to declare that they were imitations.' '' "Astounding!" gasped Kitty.
 I; "As ound ng - but trUe"' Daddy
 admitted. Moreover, further inves-
 tigatio.Is have but borne out his op-
 inion, because it has established be-
 yond cavil that copies of the genuine
 perals were made when the original
 owner attended the inaugurations. Sc
 all this time Muriel Chandler has
 been fooling us: while the genuine
 pearls are reposing ;n some safe-de-
 posit vault. Those pearls Mrs. Chand-
 Ter has been wearing couldn't be in-
 sured for more than five hundred 2 dollars. Well, recount the last chap
 ter to your husband won't you?
 must be going along." And Daddy ) departed.
 : Kitty paused and thought or how
 little one knows who deals nowadays Kitty felt that even her long expert : ! not a TaJ sufficient tr
 steer her in the midst of the mao
 scramble for social prominence that sweeps the capital.
 After all the vengeance that had
 been instigated by .he other pearls
 woman was somehow justifable.
 Shortly after, Muriel Chandler Jeff
 Washington for good, and returned
 to the mill-city from whence she 1 came. Kitty and her friends laughed Am many a time in retrospect at the ex-