"Mon père has it. I don't know where he keeps it. He tried to find my parents before he came to America, but without success. I saw the locket once, when I was a little girl; but mon père don't like to talk about these things. He loves me, and he only fears that I may be taken from him."
"But he talked with the Wittleworths about them."
"He couldn't help it then," pleaded Maggie, "when he heard the story of your child from Fitz."
Mr. Checkynshaw abruptly left the house, and hastened to the shop of Cutts & Stropmore. He had a long conversation with André, and finally they went to Phillimore Court together.
The banker insisted upon seeing the locket, and André showed it to him.
CHAPTER XXIV.
ME AND CHOATE.
"A puppy!" hissed through the teeth of Fitz, when the door closed behind the great man. "The blood of the Wittleworths boils!"
"Then you had better let the blood of the Wittleworths cool off, my son," added his mother, who had no taste for the grandiloquent.