She controlled her eagerness for
understanding of the request, never
theless, so well that when in a leisure
ly way she reached the big room on
the main floor, the visitor was already
within it. He stood at a window look
ing into a street and shielding him
self behind a curtain from chance
glances. As his head was bare, it was
not until the second glance that she
recognized the Swami. She was not
only astonished, but startled by the
recognition. What could this mysteri
ous student of the occult want with
hert What could possibly be the ob
ject of his visit to her home at such
an hour? He was an old acquaint
ance in a sense, but one Mrs. Mis
--I
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V V
A Metallic Click Broke the Suspense.'
A MVetallic Click Broke the Suspense,
sioner had not cultivated in this part
of the world.
He waited until she was close to
the hearthrug before he turned, and
said with a profound bow:
"Madam, my intrusion is excused
by the fact that I can restore your
Jewels."
"Is it possible!" she exclaimed.
"It is more than possible. It is a
fact accomplished," he answered.
Taking from an inner pocket a pack
age in silk tissue, he extended it
toward her with the words:
"You will find in this parcel, madam,
all the diamonds of your necklace,
with the exception of the largest
the Maharanee."
"But the big diamond of the whole
necklace-the Maharanee!" cried Mrs.
