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"Gave it up to him!" Chatworth echoed in scorn. But she had had an inspiration of understanding. "He had to for money to get off with. He gave Clara all he had so that she would let him get away. Poor thing!" she added in a lower breath, but Chatworth did not hear her.
The major, with his bland blue eyes twinkling from Clara to Flora, seemed the only man ready to devote himself to the service of the ladies. "And what's the news from the front?" said Clara gaily. Kerr gave her a rapid glance; but the major blinked as if the allusion had got by him. "I mean the mystery the Chatworth ring," she explained.
She had a dance for that evening; but she thrust it aside without regret. For suppose Harry should have something to tell her about the Chatworth ring? She wondered if Clara would get it out of him first on the way home. The four left on the veranda watched the two driving away with a sudden clearing of the social atmosphere.
The whole Chatworth family have those names, Aunt Ju, and it is the dearest thing to hear the old doctor call Captain Arthur 'Ga-ga. You know that dignified sister with the lovely silvery hair? Well, they all call her 'Looty. And nobody thinks of Hunter Chatworth's real name he's always 'Toto." "And he has three children!"
But she has her own daughters to look out for, and," he added slyly, "much as she thinks of you, I doubt if she thinks you a good example for them. As for that other, as for the paid woman " "Oh, hush, hush!" Flora cried, hurt with a certain hardness in his voice; "I don't want to see her. I shall never go near her! And Harry " "I wasn't going to speak of him," said Chatworth quickly.
She read the details with interest down to the end, where the name of the "famous Chatworth ring" finished the announcement with a flourish. Why "famous"? It was very provoking to advertise with that vague adjective and not explain it. She turned indifferently to the first page. She read a sentence, re-read it, read it again.
Flora hesitated in the face of the alert question. "I don't know. But it was the most remarkable. It was a Chatworth heirloom, the papers say, and was given to Bessie at the time of her marriage." The thought of the death that had so quickly followed that marriage gave Flora a little shiver, but no shade of the tragedy touched Clara.
She could remember nothing of that talk except that it hadn't been able for a moment to leave the Chatworth ring alone. It had been aimed at Harry, but it had fallen to Flora herself to answer Clara's quick speculations, for Harry had been obstinately silent, though not indifferent, as if in his own mind he was as unable to leave it alone as Clara.
He threw it back at her. What hadn't she thought! How persistently her fancy had played with the question of what sort of man that one might be who had so wonderfully put his hand under a glass case and drawn out the Chatworth ring.
He wore for the first time the blouse of his people, and his hands were folded in his sleeves. "Who's this?" said Chatworth, appealing to Flora. At this the Chinaman spoke. "Mr. Crew," he croaked. The Englishman, looking from the Oriental to Flora, still demanded explanations with expostulating gesture. "It is the man who sold us the sapphire," she whispered; and "Oh, what does he want of you?"
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