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"Do you go and get her jewels out of the safe," she said, and she

spoke with a rough friendliness

"You proirl," he cried hoarsely

Helene Vauquier laughed

"Did I?" she said "Well, what does it matter?" "There would have

been no need to--" And his voice broke off shudderingly

"Wouldn't there? And what of us--Adele and et the jewels The key of the

door's on the e

the pretty baby in there"

She pointed to the recess; her voice rang with conteered across the rooers Celia heard it turn in the lock,

and the door bang Wetherone upstairs

Celia leaned back, her heart fainting within her Arrange! It was

her turn now She was to be "arranged" She had no doubt what

sinister

sound, the horrid scuffling of feet upon the floor, were in her

ears And it had taken so long--so terribly long!

She heard the door open again and shut again Then steps

approached the recess The curtains were flung back, and the tonol with her red

hair and her coarse good looks and her sapphire dress, and the

hard-featured, sallowCelia's white

coat They did not mean to murder her, then They meant to take

her away, and even then a spark of hope lit up in the girl's