“Look at this little gold cross with a weeny ruby, but one arm is broken off! Too bad.”
A silver buckle of old style, a plain gold pin, a pair of long jet earrings, a delicate gold chain with a tiny heart on it, a small ring set with a real turquoise and another set with a garnet and pearls completed the list. June looked quizzically at Cathalina. “Seems to me I’ve seen that gold chain and heart before. I bet you and Campbell put this box here last night!”
“What makes you think so?” parried Cathalina.
“I just do. Didn’t you wear that chain at our first party?”
“How could I if it were here?”
“O, but it wasn’t here. You dear old Cathalina, you didn’t want us to be disappointed, did you?” It was like June to take it so, instead of feeling that the girls and Campbell wanted to make fun of the little girls.
Dot and Jo were looking a bit rueful and Dot remarked dolefully, “Of course we can’t keep ’em, then,” and turned the turquoise ring about on her finger.
“Of course you can keep them if you like them. We thought that you’d like to find something, and of course you can’t dig around much to spoil the looks of things here.”
“Well,” said philosophical June, “of course we’d like to find some real Captain Kidd stuff, but after all, Dot, it’s better to have these pretty things than to dig around and not find a thing.”
“That’s so,” replied Dot, looking more cheerful. “Let’s divide them, if Cathalina really meant them for us. Why don’t you want them, Cathalina?”