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Mr. Lynde to the Rescue

           Youcan’tchangethat.Pullyourselftogether."Hesqueezedherfingers."Willyou?"heasked,liftinghiseyebrowsininquiry.

           "WillIwhat?"repliedAileen,meditatively.

           "Oh,youknow.Thenecklaceforonething.Me,too."Hiseyescoaxedandlaughedandpleaded.

           Aileensmiled."You’reabadboy,"shesaid,evasively.ThisrevelationinregardtoMrs.Handhadmadehersingularlyretaliatoryinspirit."Letmethink.Don’taskmetotakethenecklaceto-day.Icouldn’t.Icouldn’twearit,anyhow.Letmeseeyouanothertime."Shemovedherplumphandinanuncertainway,andhesmoothedherwrist.

           "Iwonderifyouwouldn’tliketogoaroundtothestudioofafriendofminehereinthetower?"heasked,quitenonchalantly."Hehassuchacharmingcollectionoflandscapes.You’reinterestedinpictures,Iknow.Yourhusbandhassomeofthefinest."

           InstantlyAileenunderstoodwhatwasmeantquitebyinstinct.Theallegedstudiomustbeprivatebachelorquarters.

           "Notthisafternoon,"shereplied,quitewroughtupanddisturbed."Notto-day.Anothertime.AndImustbegoingnow.ButIwillseeyou."

           "Andthis?"heasked,pickingupthenecklace.

           "YoukeepituntilIdocome,"shereplied."Imaytakeitthen."

           Sherelaxedalittle,pleasedthatshewasgettingsafelyaway;buthermoodwasanythingbutantagonistic,andherspiritswereasshreddedaswind-whippedclouds

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