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Chapter One ~ 1893-3
“I doubt if they would think so!” Lord Mere retorted. “But, of course, I will do my very best, Jennie, and while I have to leave for Florence, you will just have to pray for my success.” “I will pray and pray!” Jennie promised, “And if you do bring it back I will give St. Anthony, or whoever is the Saint of Stolen Goods, an enormous thank offering I cannot afford!” Lord Mere laughed. “We shall certainly need the Saints on our side,” he said, “because, if the Prince has indeed stolen your necklace, there must be a very good reason for it, which I am quite certain he will not admit except under extreme pressure.” * When his sister had left after thanking him profusely and telling him that her whole future happiness depended on him. Lord Mere sent for his secretary. He told Mr. Barringt
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