Aunt Jane's Nieces Out West

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collection embraced the rarest and most valuable pearls known to exist."

"And you accuse this man, Andrews, of stealing them?" asked Uncle John,

tapping with his finger the portrait he still held.

"By no means, sir; by no means!" cried Le Drieux hastily. "In fact, he

was one of the few guests at the villa to whom no suspicion attached.

From the moment the casket of pearls was last seen by the countess until

their loss was discovered, every moment of Andrews' time was accounted

for. His alibi was perfect and he was quite prominent in the unsuccessful

quest of the thief."

"The pearls were not recovered, then?"

"No. The whole affair is still a mystery. My friend in Vienna, a pearl

merchant like myself, assisted Andrews in his endeavor to discover the

thief and, being much impressed by the young man's personality, sent me

this photograph, asking me to meet him, as I have told you, when he

reached America."

"Is his home in this country?"

"New York knows him, but knows nothing of his family or his history. He

is popular there, spending money freely and bearing the reputation of an

all-around good fellow. On his arrival there, a year ago, he led a gay

life for a few days and then suddenly disappeared. No one knew what had

become of him. When I found him here, under the name of A. Jones, the

disappearance was solved."

"I think," said Uncle John, "you are laboring under a serious, if

somewhat natural, mistake. The subject of this picture is like A. Jones,

indeed, but he is older and his expression more--more--"

"Blase and sophisticated," said Patsy.

"Thank you, my dear; I am no dictionary, and if those are real words they

may convey my meaning. I feel quite sure, Mr. Le Drieux, that the story

of Andrews can not be the story of young Jones."

Le Drieux took the picture and replaced it in his pocket.

"To err is human," said he, "and I will admit the possibility of my being

mistaken in my man. But you will admit the resemblance?"

"Yes. They might be brothers. But young Jones has said he has no

brothers, and I believe him.

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