The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1922-03-10
Continued from Yesterdnu.

Apparently the Ricci necklace
peant nothing to the voice at the
other end of the/wire.
JeaBne's message was repeated
politely in broken English, after
which the man went away to tell
his master.
There was a wait of a few min
utes. then over the wire came an
excited voice. which Jeanne recog-
nized as the violinist's.
''Signora, surely 1 cannot hear
Alright, Surely my man make mis-
takes. Surely you cannot say you
know something about the Ricci
necklace"
Il know very little about it,
Jeanne replied truthfully. "but !
wanted to tell you that IL have
IT,"
The exclamation that came from
the other end of the wire was in
Italian. 1t spelled amazement, in
credulity, hope, skepticism.
1T is a long story" Jeanne con-
tinued, Il cannot tell it to you now,
nut II you VIII let me KNOW wnen
you are receiving visitors"
Tomorrow" replied the vioIinist
feverishly. Tomorrow get up.
These doctors-bah! They would
keep me quiet forever, but 1 get
up" he cried excitedly. Tomorrow
at you come. You bring the trim
ket you call the Ricci necklace"
Jeanne promised. though with Sc
cret misgiving. She wondered about
the conventionality of the affair.
Ought she to take Adele Parkinson
with her? There was no one else
in whom she dared confide.
The mere assurance that the af-
fair of the fateful necklace would
be Strengthened out before another
twenty-four hours had passed lifted
a weight from her mind.
She went about her other errands
with a lighter heart than she had
known for many a day. She was
eager to finish and return to Bar
stowe. She wanted to drive out
with him through the quiet country
still lying quiescent in the grip OF
winter. She looked forward to din
ing alone with him with an eager
ness of which she would not have
believed herself capable a few
months before.
She even received the parcel
which contained the fake pear
necklace without an inward qualm
OF distaste. Discarding the wrap
pings. she slipped it into her bag
noting thankfully as she did so that
il looked identical with the real
necklace which she had brought
into town that morning.
Madame Julie was out when she
called at the shop. She was CRATE
full that she did not have to face
those cold. appraising eyes and she
gave madame's assistant a check
with an air of languid indiffer'
ence. as though it were not just a
drop in the bucket. measured by the
appalling figures of her outstanding
account
Barstowe was waiting for her
when she finally arrived at his Of
flee.
I'm glad we have time for a
drive this afternoon" he said. IAN
old college pal of mine dropped in
to see me this afternoon. He has
just got married. moved East and
bought a new home on Long Island
not five miles from US. He and his
bride don't know anyone in this part
- III anu NhNy hCCI
to show off their place. 1 prom
ised to bring you down to tea this
afternoon. Will you go?
of course" said Jeanne. 81
think it would be pleasant 1 can
understand how the poor child must
feel IL she's alone in New York"
Barstowe laughed.
Being alone in New York is
something you don't know any
thing about. You're always sur
rounded by a mob of people. re-
member how / had to shoulder my
way through when I met you"
But 1 really was alone when ]
first came here" protested Jeanne,
"and I can sympathize with the poor
little BRIDE
He took her by the shoulders and
looked down at her. his fine eyes
very tender.
Vie Makes n Discovery.
You're sweet" he said. There
is a splendid. warm. sympathetic
side to you which you let few peo-
pie see. Why"
She shrugged.
You are the only person who has
discovered tor, perhaps. you're
the only person to whom 1 care to