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Page took a hot bath, put a hot bottle in between the fine heavy linen sheets, adjusted her reading light and flung two books on her bed. Then she went to the western window and opened it, and took a look at the moonlit night. A light burned in the little cabin where Lynn slept; he had been isolated there upon first coming to Mystery House because of the nature of his illness; he had stayed there by choice ever since. Page turned back and got into bed; presently she was sleeping. Everything looked more cheerful in the morning, and the late mournful event of an old lady's death during her first hours under their roof appeared to be completely forgotten. Forgotten, too, by Lynn, was the diamond episode, or at least when he joined Page at breakfast his talk was all of a fleet of jellyfish that had strangely surrounded his favorite refuge on Rock Island. THEY had not gotten far into their ' meal before Rand came down, to be followed presently by an unusually composed and agreeable Flora. "Well," Rand said, attacking his eggs, "I had quite a talk with the Duchess last night, and it's marching orders!" "When do we go?" Flora asked with an air of interest. "Early on Saturday, I imagine." Presently, when Lynn was gone, Page asked, "What do we do with Lynn?" "Didn't he want to stay here and putter about by himself?" the Doctor said. "That's what she promised him, isn't it?" "For the return of the diamond, yes," Page said simply. Her eyes met Rand's, and she saw from his flush that he had spoken without preconsideration. "But she doesn't to want to wait until Saturday for that diamond," Rand said. Page glanced at him quickly. She felt her throat get a little dry, and her spine a little cold, and she knew that she was trembling. "That was Lynn's condition," she pleaded. "After all, he isn't quite responsible, is he? If he feels it so strongly — " "He oughtn't to be humored," Flora said quickly, nervously. "It isn't humoring him. He has some confused idea that Mrs. Prendergast herself gave him the diamond." "Nonsense!" Rand said good-naturedly. "The only real question," he added, "is whether you yourself wouldn't rather be rid of the responsibility. What purpose is served by your hiding it until Saturday?" If Flora had not been there Page would have told him the truth: that poor benighted Lynn actually feared for his life if this one claim on Mrs. Prendergast's protection were removed. But Flora would repeat everything to the old lady; Lynn would be betrayed. So Page assumed an expres sion of puzzlement, and said vaguely that whether there were any good reason for the three days' delay or not, that was the condition Lynn had made. "I suppose you could break that condition, and he be none the wiser?" Dr. Harwood said. "But Rand, why should I?" "You positively have the stone?" Rand asked, watching both women with his favorite half-amused and half-detached expression. "Oh, yes; I have it. And safe, too." "After all, Page," Rand said lazily, "if you handed it over to the Duchess today, what could Lynn do?" Her quick look reproached him. Flora precipitately rose and left the room. "The Duchess is terribly shaken," Rand went on, apologetically, "by her sister's death, and of course Flora doesn't need much encouraging to go off her head entirely. Well!" He dismissed the thought of the two women with a great sigh of relief, and coming around the table to draw a chair up close to Page's chair, he put one elbow on the table, and rested his chin in his hand, facing her. "We've been talking plans," he began. "Have you made up your mind? Do you want to go east with the Duchess?" "Rand, why not? It's wonderful pay, and it would be such fun!" "This is Wednesday." He was thinking. "But you'd want a little time to get ready. How'd you like to go into town tomorrow morning," he said, "have a day or two there getting ready for the trip, and join us in Sacramento on Saturday?" ^Could they spare me?" "It was the Duchess's suggestion." Page looked at him seriously; their faces were close together. "You and Flora will get married?" "I don't know," he said, flushing and looking evasively away. "I don't know, Page. It's my fault; I did it. But it was all done before you came down here. If I thought there was a chance — "However, I'm not going to talk about that," he interrupted himself to say in a changed tone. "I'm talking about you. Would you like a day or two in town before we go?" "Well— yes. Only, what about the diamond?" A distressed look came into Page's face; she could be amused and scornful with Flora, but Rand was her friend. "I can't throw Lynn down," she said. VOU don't have to. You can tele ' phone me on Friday night and tell me where it is, and I'll get it." "You mightn't — " she smiled thoughtfully, "be able to find it. Suppose I stole it and disappeared?" "You'." he said. "Or I might ask Lynn if he would mind my giving it to her right away." "I wouldn't bother. Let them wait until Saturday! — Look at this," Rand said, taking a slip of pale pink paper from his pocketbook and laying it before her. Page looked down. "Oh, my — my heavens!" she stammered. "That check goes to your bank account the day she gets the diamond." "Oh, Rand!" Page was pale with excitement. "And meanwhile all you have to do is pack up, and I'll take you over to Belmont. This afternoon, if you like." "Today! Good-bye to Mystery House!" the girl exclaimed. "Oh, but Rand — Lynn!" she added in sudden recollection. RAmO AND TELEVISION MIRROR