Evening star., 1932-12-22
INSTALLMENT XII,

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r. been wearing when
Naked you out Of q plowed field" Ar
: (nand said, that morning-was It years
}ago?-when first saw you"
s "Yes!" she said. II was going to ask
:, you If you'd noticed them. They must
have become unfastened."
Wait! I'll show you'll" he explained
He ripped open the bosom Of his shirt
and fumbled inside Then brought out
flner lost necklace, still warm from con-
tact with his flesh. Nov Taught he
(, lchallenged her. Il have had them
here, next to my heart, ever since.
Each time they scratch-and the clasp
; (which is broken scratches abominaoly-
sM say to myself that they used to be
a around your neck. May I keep my
= souvenir, or do you want them back?''
Keep them, dear!" she said. tremu-
lousy "Oh, Zizi. Zizi, darling, IT'S
ito YOU all the time. Bless those beads!
why. it was the fact that I'd lost them
that brought me into PironS this
Z morning for o string to wear in their
place, and so found you again!
The little clock, set crazily into the
dashboard of the rattle-trap old car,
showed a quarter past when at length
. Armand turned on the lights and, with
reluctance, prepared for departure. He
! drove slowly at first. one arm about
~.Alacia, and put both hands upon the
shaky wheel only as they approached
the darting traffic which was carrying
aly-by-night Paris to many curious
rendezvous. And as they turned INTO
.6he Avenue du Bois and approacned
sthe florid mansion which Alacia called
home, he turned to her with look OF
lierce young Indignation on his face.
TT is ridiculous and awful for me TO
asave vo,1i" he announced. Why do
we 70 away into separate worlds, Wnen
we belong together in one OF our oWn?'
Alacia sighed and then frightened.
LAS q matter of fact" she said prac-
tically, there isn't reason IN the
world why our meetings should be Sc
cret. MY mother will have to know
about YOU sooner or later, and 1t might
a well be now. I heard her murmur
something about dinner at home to-
night 50 there is chance OF her oelng
dn the house. What say you we go In
and get it over with?"
a Right o." he replied. "My own
tnother will think have been Kidnapped
Eby the bolshevists, but that can't be
HlClPCu' VAAoe oAS JS~ oo>o
Nours?"
"That we're engaged, Of course!" she
fetorted. I'm not giving you any
rhance to escape, and I'm cinching the
matter at once!"
Remember anything you say will be
used against you!' he warned as she
opened the door with her key. The
little salon on the left OF the entrance
hall was empty, and she left him there
while she went in search OF her mother.
MRS. Savers was in the last stages OF an
elaborate toilet as her daughter entered,
land the enormous mirrors OF an over
3crowded dressing table reflected a
&utocky figure cleaning in white satin
kand sequins. Crimson-tipped fingers
Hwere in the act of clasping heavy
i Schain Of diamonds around Mrs. Sayers
Ahroat and she turned at her daugh-
Lter's entrance with slight frown OF
annoyance.
!. ITS a good thing I'm dining out!"
said Kate Sayers, "or I'd starve to death
,2waiting for you to change. Where have
you been so late-smashing up another
carr"
If you're dining out. I want to. talk
TO you a minute" Alacia answered
briefly. Privately, please Mrs.
iSayers nodded to the maid, who with
drew Then Kate Sayer3 picked up a
buffer and examined her red finger tips
critically.
II don't see why you can't let busi-
ness wait until morning" she COM
iplained. Tomorrow is my day at the
fof1ce and I have to be way downtown
1T Ciros by 8 o'clock.
Its not business" Alacia explained,