The society columns of the newspapers had been busy for months featuring the coming marriage of the Ross-Logans' daughter to one of the country's young merchant princes.
The combined fortunes of the two families would make the young couple the richest in America.

The prospective groom's wedding gift was to be a diamond necklace of perfectly matched, large stones that would eclipse anything of the kind in the country.

Europe, the foreign markets, had been literally combed and ransacked to supply the gems.

The stones had arrived in New York the day before, the duty on them alone amounting to over fifty thousand dollars.

All this had appeared in the papers.
Jimmie Dale's brows drew together in a frown.