You know I've had them before." Drummond's voice then spoke up.
"Did you see the Trimble ad.

to-night ?" he asked, evidently of Annie.
"They have a lot of new diamonds from Arkansas, they say,--one of them is a big one, the Arkansas Queen, I believe they call it." "No, I didn't see the papers," replied Annie.
There was the rustle of a newspaper.
"Here's a picture of it.

It must be great.

I've heard a good deal about it." "Have you seen it ?" asked Annie.
"No, but I intend to see it." They had passed into the next room, and Constance, fearing to be discovered, decided to get away before that happened.
Early the next morning she decided to call on Kitty, but by the time Constance arrived at the apartment it was closed, and a neighbor informed her that the two women had gone out together about half an hour before.
Constance was nervous and, as she left the apartment, she did not notice that a man who had been loitering about had quickened his pace and overtaken her.
"So," drawled a voice, "you're traveling with shoplifters now." She looked up quickly.

This time she had run squarely into Drummond.
There was no concealment possible now.