"
He paused for a reply, but as none was forthcoming and as only
threatening looks met him on every side, he continued hurriedly.
"Well, as I was saying," he went on, "Mr. Mendall did finally succeed in
getting the information he wanted. Then yesterday afternoon I happened
to meet him----"
"Yes, we know all about that," said Betty, dancing with mingled
excitement and exasperation. "Please get to the point."
"Since you insist," Will answered gravely. "The fact is, Mollie, that
all your mother's silver is there--even down to the little sugar bowl."
"Oh!" gasped Mollie, and for a moment she could say no more.
Then the flood gates of speech opened, and her questions poured forth.
"Oh, Will! isn't that wonderful?" she cried. "I didn't dare really to
believe till this very moment. Are you sure everything is there--not a
thing missing? The creamer and teapot? And oh, Will!" she grasped his
arm beseechingly, "did you find the necklace?"
Will looked evasive.
"Why, you see----" he was beginning, when Frank interrupted him.
"The necklace is probably gracing the swarthy neck of some fair gypsy
damsel," remarked the latter, rather flippantly.
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