"Such madness—such greedy selfishness——"
"Don't tell me," shivered Elsie; "please don't!"
Elizabeth dropped her hands into her lap with a gesture full of weariness and desolation; as they fell apart she lifted them up to Elsie, with a look of helpless distress.
"What is it?" cried Elsie. "Don't frighten me!"
"My bracelet!" moaned Elizabeth. "My bracelet!"
"You have lost it?"
"Gone, I tell you! He would have money—I was nearly mad—I pulled it off to pacify him."
"Which bracelet—not the new one?"
"Yes; the one Grantley brought me. Oh, what shall I do?"
"He won't notice it," said Elsie; "you can wear mine."