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THE lady who called herself Mrs. Daney had as much right to that name as to any other she had adopted. "Gill" Daney was a lady who had lived expensively all her life. To Tim Jordan she had been unusual. He had never quite met her type, but her own circle accepted her as the normal product of her opportunities. They knew her and her antecedents; they were aware that all her life she had been collecting expensive jewellery, that she knew to a penny the value of diamonds, could judge them, and price them unerringly. And on diamonds she had very early on set her faith. Big diamonds, saleable ones; jewellery with a minimum of setting and a maximum of stone. She had perhaps the most valuable collection of any woman of her class.
She liked Daney; she was a little frightened of him, too, but found a secret pride that she had established over him an ascendency which had been more permanent than was the case with any other woman.