After a moment of slow scrutiny Miss Mariette cast her eyes heavenward. “You were a wise child not to let him get back the diamond, too,” she drawled.
“I d-don’t know what you’re talking about.”
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] “Oh—d-don’t you? My deah, do I look as easy as that? It’s plain he’s gone his merry way tra-la.”
Like a whip Sallie snapped round at her. “He hasn’t!”
“Tra-la, tra-la-la!”
“Don’t you dare—”
“Then where’s the car, tra-la?”
“I told you—”
“The car he was giving you, I mean.”
Grace, who had entered in time for the last words, tittered with all the old enjoyment.