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"You are on the floating island now," said the herald, "and before you is the palace of the Princess Crede." At that moment the queen came out through the palace door, and the prince was so dazzled by her beauty, that only for the golden bracelet he wore upon his right arm, under the sleeve of his silken tunic, he might almost have forgotten the Princess Ailinn.
The room was not as she had seen it on the two occasions when it had been the battle ground where she and Betty fought for a man. Plaid travelling-rugs covered the divans. A gold-faced watch in a leather bracelet ticked on the table among scattered stationery. A lady in a short sensible dress rose from the table, and the room was scented with the smell of Hungarian cigarettes. "I beg your pardon.
At length in a crevice near the pool I found my revolver with a number of cartridges, my hunting knife, and a few odds and ends of clothing, all in a canvas haversack that still remained strong and sound, and at the bottom my belt and the diamond tied up with Inyati's bracelet.
Nothing is wanting. I even found a box with a gold brooch in it, and a bracelet." "I suppose, then, as many of her belongings as will go into the coffin will be buried too, in order to still further impress the neighbours?" I asked "her feather bed, for instance, and anything else of use and value?" "No, only what she has on, and the brushes and combs and towels that were used in dressing her."
He had not entered hers since the day the bracelet was found; she knew well that he would not intrude upon her then. For two long hours she had been alone with her dismal thoughts, no sound broke the stillness, save the monotonous ticking of the clock or an occasional sob and moan from the half spent wind without.
"Hallo, Gabrielle!" he cried cheerily, taking her hand, "what brings you over this morning, especially when we were told last night that you were so very ill?" "The illness has passed," exclaimed young Gellatly, shaking his friend's hand. "And we're now in search of a lost bracelet one of Lady Heyburn's." "Why, my mother was just going to wire!
But Sylla knew well the virtue of moderation, and was, besides, far too pleased with her success to be hard upon any one. "No, no, Mr. Montague!" she exclaimed, with the sunniest of smiles; "I cannot take it; I cannot, indeed. I am not entitled to it, for my champion is not even a soldier. I know without Lionel telling me that I have been very lucky to save my bracelet.
If you dare, I'll wager my bracelet" and she touched a very handsome bangle on her wrist "against the cup you have just won that my champion beats you this afternoon." "It shall be a match if you wish it. I can merely say I have beaten the only man I considered dangerous, and am afraid of none other.
Miss Petterick said to Beth. "I wish it were to-night." "I am indifferent," Beth answered blandly, "because I am not going." "Not going!" Dan exclaimed. "Then who's to chaperon me?" "I should scarcely suppose," Beth answered, looking at him meditatively, "that you are in the stage of innocence which makes a chaperon necessary. Bertha, how you are loving that new bracelet!
"Help me to look," Marie said; and looking I saw her faint hands seeking through the bed-clothes. Some jewellery was missing, a bracelet and some pearls, as well as all her money. Marie fell back among the pillows unable to speak, and every moment I dreaded a flow of blood. She began to cry, and the little lace handkerchief was soon soaking. I had to find her another.
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