“When did you have it last?” asked Mr. Cressey.
“I wore it all day,” answered his wife. “I had it on when Brother Theodore was here, and in all the excitement about Don’s Dog. I had it on when I sewed up the Dog and when I ate supper, for I remember it very well.”
“Maybe it dropped off in the soup,” suggested Mr. Cressey.
“No, for then I’d have seen it on my plate. Oh, where is my diamond ring?”
CHAPTER VI
THE CHINA CAT
Besides being very valuable, Mrs. Cressey’s diamond ring was highly prized because it was her engagement token, given her before her marriage. There were tears in her eyes as she looked through the different rooms for the missing jewel.
“Don’t feel so bad about it,” said her husband. “I’m sure we’ll find it.”
But they did not find it that night, and the next morning the search was kept up. Donald and Jane, when told what had happened, also joined in hunting for the diamond ring, and Donald even looked among his toys, thinking it might be there.
But it wasn’t, nor was it among Jane’s dolls and other playthings where the little girl looked.
“I’ll buy you another ring,” said Mr. Cressey.