befriend me, in spite of my scruples," she
murmured, brokenly.

"I would gladly do a hundred-fold more for you," he replied, with tender
earnestness. "Will you let me have the crescents now?"

"Yes, and thank you more than I can express," she answered, with drooping
lids.

He drew forth a wallet filled with bills, and began to count out the sum
he had named.

"Wait a moment," said Mrs. Bently, the color mounting to her temples; "I
have a handsome case for the ornaments. I will go and get it for you."

She turned suddenly and vanished from his presence, before he could tell
her he would rather take them in the little box.

"How sensitive the poor child is!" he murmured, with a tender smile; "she
could not even bear to see me count out the money."

Mrs. Bently soon returned with a handsome morocco case in her hands.

"They look better in this," she remarked, as she lifted the lid, and
revealed the crescents lying upon a rich black velvet bed; "and," with a
nervous little laugh, "now that I know they are genuine, I really am very
loath to part with them, in spite of my necessity."

She closed the case with a snap, and passed it to him, and he slipped a
roll of crisp bank-bills into her hand.

"This arrangement will smooth all difficulties, I trust," he said, "and
now," with a slight tremor in his voice, "I have a special favor to ask.
May I come to see you at No. 10 ---- street?"

"Certainly, you may, Mr. Cutler," she replied, lifting a bright, eager
face to him, "and I assure you I shall have a warmer welcome for no one
else. I cannot tell you how grateful I am--"

"Do not speak of that," he interposed. "I am amply repaid for anything I
have done by seeing the look of trouble gone from your face. I must bid
you good morning now, but I shall give myself the pleasure of calling
upon you very soon."

He held out his hand to her, and she laid hers within it. He was
surprised to find it icy cold and trembling, but he attributed it to
emotion caused by the parting with him.

"Then I shall only say _au revoir_," she responded, smiling.

She looked so lovely that he longed to draw her within his arms and take
a more tender leave of her, but again putting a curb upon himself, he
simply bowed, and left her, when with a quick, elastic step, she swept
up stairs to her own apartments.

Justin Cutler was very busy all the morning, and did not find time to go
to the jeweler's until the afternoon.

He had no intenti