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Updated: September 26, 2025


He was anxious to get possession of the diamonds. It was too soon to attempt doing anything with the stones now. The hue and cry would be too loud. All the diamond markets would be watched, if they were not already. He had a suspicion that Parker and Steell suspected something wrong.

"And carried me off, a new Lochinvar come out of the West!" she laughed. "Oh, Kenneth, how can you be so foolish? It is absolutely indecent of you. I like Mr. Steell, and I think he likes me, but our friendship is purely platonic. I never give him a thought, I assure you." "I know you don't, but I'm not so sure about him. He's a man and men are only human " "He's a gentleman," corrected Helen.

Long before that time, Ray, unable to restrain her impatience, was on her way down town, accompanied by Mr. Steell, while Helen, her face a little paler than usual, her heart beating a little faster, sat in the great recessed window of the library, and waited for the arrival of the loved one. Anxiously, impatiently, she watched the hands of the clock move round.

At the other end of this room the game of bridge was still in progress. Ray was winning, as usual, and amusing the men with her wit and vivaciousness. Mr. Steell had glanced over in their direction several times, and he saw enough to convince him that the attentions of the fencing master were unwelcome to their hostess. Had he caught Helen's eye, had she made the slightest sign that she was being annoyed, he would have instantly left the game and gone over to the window, if only to break up the tête-

I've planned a nice little party to celebrate your return only a few intimates Mr. Parker is coming, and Wilbur Steell, and a young man named Dick Reynolds, an acquaintance of Wilbur's. You won't mind such old friends, will you?" He shook his head. "No, indeed. I'm very tired, now, but I'll be all right in a few minutes."

"It's almost unbelievable, isn't it?" exclaimed Helen, as she read the paragraph for the hundredth time and handed it to Wilbur Steell, who had dropped in to hear if there was any news. Ray, who loved a mystery better than anything else in the world, clapped her hands. "Isn't it perfectly stunning?" "Not for Kenneth's brother poor fellow," said Helen reprovingly.

Brewster-Curtis took seats to watch the figures. "Come, Dick," said Steell in an undertone. "Let's go and smoke a cigar." Leading the way he went into the smoking-room, where cigars and liquors were laid out. Turning to the youth, he inquired eagerly: "Well what about the Signor? What have you found out?" Dick lit a cigarette and then calmly he said: "Everything." "What to be specific."

"This will do her more good than all your brandy." "What is it?" cried Ray impatiently. "He's safe!" cried Mr. Parker exultantly. "Safe!" they all cried. "Yes safe." Handing the dispatch to the lawyer, he added: "Here read this." Steell took the dispatch and read: CAPE TOWN, Saturday: Miraculously saved. Sail to-morrow on the Zanzibar.

"We spinsters, belonging, as we do, to the sisterhood of the Great Unloved, are quite incompetent to express an intelligent opinion on that or on any other matter. I grant that, but is Mr. Steell, a confirmed old bachelor, any more competent than I?" "Hardly an old bachelor!" interrupted Helen reprovingly. "No middle-aged bachelor!" corrected Ray saucily. "He never cared for a woman in his life.

"Oh, it's from Kenneth!" exclaimed Ray excitedly, throwing down her muff and running to look over her sister's shoulder. For long, dreary weeks Helen had expected, and waited for, this message, and now it had come, she was almost afraid to read it. Sail to-day on the Abyssinia. All's well. "Is that all?" exclaimed Ray, disappointed. Mr. Steell laughed. "How much more do you expect at $2 a word?"

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