"You don't do things by halves, do you, Markel ?" "Two hundred and ten thousand dollars I paid for that little bunch of gewgaws," said Markel, waving his hand again.

Then he clapped Carruthers heartily on the shoulder.

"What do you think of it, Carruthers--eh?
Say, a photograph of it, and one of Mrs.Markel--eh?
Please her, you know--she's crazy on this society stunt--all flubdub to me of course.
How's it strike you, Carruthers ?" Carruthers, very evidently, liked neither the man nor his manners, but Carruthers, above everything else, was a gentleman.
"To be perfectly frank with you, Mr.Markel," he said a little frigidly, "I don't believe in this sort of thing.

It's all right from a newspaper standpoint, and we do it; but it's just in this way that owners of valuable jewelry lay themselves open to theft.

It simply amounts to advising every crook in the country that you have a quarter of a million at his disposal, which he can carry away in his vest pocket, once he can get his hands on it--and you invite him to try." Jimmie Dale laughed.