CHAPTER FIVEColena walked into her cousin’s bedroom early the next morning.
“It’s a lovely day,” she began, “and I have decided that I cannot bear the empty spaces in the hall any longer. I suggest that we drive to the place where we were told that a man is selling off some of his valuable pictures.”
“That’s a good idea,” Elizabeth agreed. “I will get up at once.”
She actually dressed quicker than her cousin and, going to Colena’s room to see if she was ready to go down to breakfast, she said,
“I have an idea. If we say that we come from here and give our names you know as well as I do that the price will jump up not just once or twice but ten times what it was originally. Therefore we must be anonymous.”
“You are quite right,” Colena nodded. “We must not give our real names to anyone
