slowly. "No, I never. I just asked her if she had found anything, and she said 'No.'"
"She would! That would be like her!" cried Ida Bellethorne. "She is a person who prides herself upon being exactly honest; and I guess that means barely honest. Oh, Betty Gordon!"
"Well, now what's the matter?" asked Betty.
"Did—did you know you lost it in Mrs. Staples' shop?"
"No. I didn't know where I lost it. I only thought"
"That I might have picked it up and said nothing about it?" demanded Ida Bellethorne.
"Why Ida! I would not have hurt your feelings by saying anything about it for the world," said Betty honestly. "That was why I didn't tell you. You see, if you really had known nothing about the locket when I asked you, all the time you would be afraid that I suspected you. Isn't that so?"
"You dear, good girl!" gasped Ida, dabbling her eyes with her handkerchief. "And I didn't say anything because I thought you would think I wanted a reward for returning it."
"So, you see, I couldn't speak of it. But now, of course, we'll get it away from Mrs. Staples. I think she's horrid mean!"
Betty expressed her opinion of the shopwoman vigorously, but she put her arms around the
