It is something you always wear--" She gazed searchingly at Sylvia, and her eyes travelled over Mrs.
Bailey's neck and bosom.
"I see them and yet they are not there! They appear like little balls of light.

Surely it is a necklace ?" Sylvia looked extremely surprised.

Now, at last, Madame Cagliostra was justifying her claim to a supernatural gift! "These balls of light are also your Fate!" exclaimed the woman impetuously.

"If you had them here--I care not what they be--I should entreat you to give them to me to throw away." Madame Wolsky began to laugh.

"I don't think you would do that," she observed drily.
But Madame Cagliostra did not seem to hear the interruption.
"Have you heard of a mascot ?" she said abruptly.