post-nuptial confidence the young husband had told Eleanor of the dispute. Perhaps he hoped the knowledge would induce her to forego the pleasure of wearing them under circumstances when they would be likely to annoy the disappointed claimant. The hope was neither extravagant nor unnatural, and hitherto Eleanor had scrupulously regarded it. But on that unfortunate day a series of small domestic annoyances had wrought her into a most provoking mood of mingled mockery and defiance. When she was nearly dressed Anthony came to hurry her movements, and, as men are apt to do, he enforced his wishes with a sweeping condemnation of the unpunctuality and unreliability of women.
Her jewel-case was open, and on the topmost tray the sapphire set sparkled. Her eyes fell upon it as Anthony spoke, and the devil prompted her answer, "I am ready if you will clasp my necklace."
"Not that, Eleanor! Not that necklace, certainly!"
"I intend to wear this and no other."
"I have told you that my cousin Jane wanted it."
