“It is wonderful! wonderful!” breathed Elaine.
“It is wonderful—and it’s true!” said Croyden.
Two necklaces lay among the rubies, alike as lapidary’s art could make them. Croyden handed one to Macloud, the other he took.
“In remembrance of your release, and of Parmenter’s treasure!” he said, and clasped it around Elaine’s fair neck.
Macloud clasped his around Davila’s.
“Who cares, now, for the time spent on Greenberry Point or the double reward!” he laughed.
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Transcriber’s
Note: Minor changes have been made to correct typesetters’ errors; otherwise, every effort has been made to remain true to the author’s words and intent. |