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Pyecroft, gently stepping forward among them. Then he raised his voice: "Wait just one minute, gentlemen! You shall know everything!" "Oh, Mr. Pyecroft, don't, don't!" moaned Mrs. De Peyster. "Judge Harvey Jack don't let him! Send them away! Put it off! I can't stand it!" But Mr. Pyecroft, without heeding her protest, and unhampered by the others, stepped to Olivetta's side.
"Different?" asked Mrs. De Peyster. "How?" "This isn't at all like the ordinary offensive newspaper thing. A group of the most prominent social leaders, with you in the center of the page with you in the center of them all, where you belong! Why, Caroline, why why " In her excitement for the just glorification of her cousin, Olivetta's power of speech went fluttering from her.
De Peyster rose up and clutched Matilda's arm, and stood in rigid terror. "Tha that key?" chattered Matilda. "Can can it fit?" "There were only two keys," breathed Mrs. De Peyster. "Mine here, and the one I gave to Olivetta." "Then it can't fit, since Miss Olivetta's " But the key gave Matilda the lie direct by slipping into the lock.
Olivetta's face was wistful with unenvious envy. "Oh, what a pleasure!" "Going to Europe, Olivetta, is hardly a pleasure," corrected Mrs. De Peyster. "It is a duty one owes one's social position." "Yes, I know that's true with you, Cousin Caroline. But with me what a joy! When you took me over with you that summer, we only did the watering-places.
Olivetta watched her intently, waiting for the brilliant plan that would be the result of her cousin's cogitations. But the minutes passed, Mrs. De Peyster did not move, and Olivetta's gaze wandered about the large, luxurious sitting-room.
"Of course! Of course!" cried the humbled Olivetta. "I hope you fully realize my dilemma." "It is terrible terrible!" Olivetta's tone was slow, and full of awed dismay. "You must maintain your social position and there is no money!" "Just so." Detailed horrors of the situation began to move in spasmodic procession through Olivetta's mind.
And if you knew what I've gone through to get here, I know you'd forgive me." Mrs. De Peyster had lifted the veil up over the hat. "Olivetta! Then after all you're not dead!" "No if I only were!" sobbed Olivetta. "Then who is that that person who's coming here this morning?" "I don't know!" Then Olivetta's quavering voice grew hard with indignation.
And now, please, we will say no more about it." They were silent for a moment. Miss Gardner entered, took the jewels which in the mean time Mrs. De Peyster had finished putting in their cases, and went again into the bedroom. Olivetta's eyes followed her. "You are still pleased with Miss Gardner?" "Thus far she has proved herself competent.
Olivetta's distressed eyes fell upon one of the jewel cases which Marie had left in the sitting-room. "There are your jewels, Caroline. But, of course you wouldn't consider raising money " "On my jewels! How can you think of such a thing!" "Of course not, of course not," fluttered Olivetta. "Please forgive me, Caroline. I do so admire your strict principles!" Mrs.
De Peyster has just left Paris on that long motor trip of hers to the Balkans. That means that Jack's mother must be quite well again. We all feel so relieved so very, very relieved!" Mrs. De Peyster also felt relief and some badly needed courage flowed into her. Olivetta's part of the plan, at least, was working out as per schedule.
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