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"
Will
I
what
?
"
replied
Aileen
,
meditatively
.
"
Oh
,
you
know
.
The
necklace
for
one
thing
.
Me
,
too
.
"
His
eyes
coaxed
and
laughed
and
pleaded
.
Aileen
smiled
.
"
You
're
a
bad
boy
,
"
she
said
,
evasively
.
This
revelation
in
regard
to
Mrs.
Hand
had
made
her
singularly
retaliatory
in
spirit
.
"
Let
me
think
.
Do
n't
ask
me
to
take
the
necklace
to-day
.
I
could
n't
.
I
could
n't
wear
it
,
anyhow
.
Let
me
see
you
another
time
.
"
She
moved
her
plump
hand
in
an
uncertain
way
,
and
he
smoothed
her
wrist
.
"
I
wonder
if
you
would
n't
like
to
go
around
to
the
studio
of
a
friend
of
mine
here
in
the
tower
?
"
he
asked
,
quite
nonchalantly
.
"
He
has
such
a
charming
collection
of
landscapes
.
You
're
interested
in
pictures
,
I
know
.
Your
husband
has
some
of
the
finest
.
"
Instantly
Aileen
understood
what
was
meant
--
quite
by
instinct
.
The
alleged
studio
must
be
private
bachelor
quarters
.
"
Not
this
afternoon
,
"
she
replied
,
quite
wrought
up
and
disturbed
.
"
Not
to-day
.
Another
time
.
And
I
must
be
going
now
.
But
I
will
see
you
.
"
"
And
this
?
"
he
asked
,
picking
up
the
necklace
.
"
You
keep
it
until
I
do
come
,
"
she
replied
.
"
I
may
take
it
then
.
"
She
relaxed
a
little
,
pleased
that
she
was
getting
safely
away
;
but
her
mood
was
anything
but
antagonistic
,
and
her
spirits
were
as
shredded
as
wind-whipped
clouds
It
was
time
she
wanted
--
a
little
time
--
that
was
all
.
