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Tracy Park

CHAPTER XLIX
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Taking it from the bag she handed it to him, while his tears fell like rain as he gazed upon the face which was far too young to wear the sad, wan look it did.
'That is as I remember her,' Jerrie said, referring again to the strange ideas which had filled her brain and made her sure that not the dark woman found dead at her side was her mother, but another and far different person, whose face haunted her so continually and whose voice she sometimes seemed to hear speaking to her from the dim shadows of the far-off past when they lived in the little house in Wiesbaden, where the picture hung on the wall.
Arthur remembered the picture well and when it was taken, though that, too, had faded from his mind, until Jerrie told him of it.
'We will go there together, Cherry,' he said, 'you and I, and find the house and the picture, and Gretchen's grave, and bring them home with us.

There is room for them at Tracy Park.
He was beginning to talk wildly now, but Jerrie quieted him, and taking up the box of diamonds opened it suddenly and held it before his eyes.
In reading the letters he had not seemed to pay any attention to the diamonds, but when Jerrie said to him; 'These were mother's.

You sent them to her from England,' he replied, 'Yes, I remember.

I bought them in Paris with other things--dresses, I think--for her,' while into his face there came a troubled look as if he were trying to think of something.
Jerrie, who could read him so well, saw the look, and, guessing at once its cause, hastened to say: 'Father, do you remember that you gave Mrs.Tracy some diamonds like these, and that some one took them from her?
Try and think,' she continued, as she saw the troubled look deepen on his face, and the fire beginning to kindle in his eyes.

'It was years ago, just after a party Mrs.Tracy gave, and at which she wore them.


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