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The next instant the door of the drawing-room was flung open and Mr. Parker appeared. "Hallo, ladies! Howdy, Steell!" The president of the Americo-African Mining Company was not looking his usual debonair self that evening. His manner was nervous and flustered, his face pale and drawn with anxious lines.

"My own precious darling!" A moment later they were clasped in each other's arms. Ah, now she knew that he had come home! This, indeed, was the husband she loved. There was no deception this time. Wonderingly, she turned to Steell. "How did it happen?" she asked wonderingly. "We'll tell you later not now," he replied. She shuddered as she asked in a low voice. "But where is his brother?" "Dead!

"He did not live long to enjoy his bettered condition." "That's right. How thoughtless of me!" said Ray contritely. As he finished reading Mr. Steell looked puzzled. Looking toward Helen he asked: "Did you know that your husband had a twin brother?" "I only knew it recently just before he sailed. He did not know it himself." "How did he find it out?" "His old nurse told him. I was present."

After lunch Ray went out to see if Mr. Steell could help them, promising to return as soon as possible. Helen sat and waited alone. The clock was just striking two o'clock when the front doorbell rang and a letter was brought to her. She did not recognize the writing, but eagerly she tore it open. Instinctively, she felt it concerned her missing darling. The letter read as follows: No.

He wondered what Helen was doing, if little Dorothy was well, if everything was all right. Only now he realized what the word home meant to him, and a chill ran through him as he thought of all the things that could happen. Yet how foolish it was to worry. What could happen? Helen had her sister constantly with her, and she was well looked after by Mr. Parker and Wilbur Steell.

If we often picked up stones of that size, we'd soon own all the wealth in the world." "More likely," retorted Ray quickly, "that diamonds would become so cheap that children would buy them for marbles." Mr. Steell looked interested. "What is the real market value of the two big gems you have already picked up?" The president looked at him for a moment in silence.

"Helen is far prettier than I." "You are no judge, my dear. You must let the men decide that." "They do," said Ray, "and they all declare in favor of Helen." "Not by the way Mr. Looking up she exclaimed: "There he is now." "Oh, Mr. Steell," cried Helen, "don't forget our next waltz." His face all smiles, the lawyer forced his way through the press of people. "Have you seen Dick?" asked Ray.

Steell had gone to the window, where he stood looking out, idly drumming his fingers on the pane. How was it possible to break such fearful tidings as that? What a horrible calamity! He wished himself a hundred miles away, yet some one must tell her.

But Steell had not waited to hear about Keralio. There were others more important to think about. Rushing into the inner room, he found Helen prostrate, half fainting from fright. "Thank God, I'm in time!" he exclaimed. "Dorothy," she murmured weakly. "Save Dorothy! She's somewhere here." Going into another room, the lawyer found the little girl fast asleep on a bed.

Steell was there, of course, and he had brought Dick Reynolds, a slightly built, shrewd looking young man with glasses, who kept everybody amused with exciting stories of the underworld. Yet, for all the animation, there was an atmosphere of gloom in the air, an indefinable sense of depression which all felt and could not explain.

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