The Stowmarket Mystery - Or, A Legacy of Hate by Louis Tracy
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opinion, and secretly surprised at the interest taken by the barrister in
the affair, for Hume had not as yet found time to tell her his friend's name. "Quite sure, Miss Layton," he said, with the smile which made him such a prompt favourite with women. "I had nothing to do but observe the _mise-en-scéne_. The stage was quite clear for the chief actors. And now, may I make a suggestion? The longer we remain here the more likely are we to attract observation. Mr. Hume and I are going to call on Mrs. Eastham. May we expect you in an hour's time?" "Can't you come in with us now?" exclaimed David eagerly. She laughed excitedly, being yet flurried The sudden appearance of her lover tried her nerves more than the Italian's passionate avowal. "No, indeed," she cried. "I must go home. My father will forget all about his lunch otherwise, and I am afraid--I--w--ant to cry!" Without another word she hurried off towards the rectory. "My dear fellow," murmured Brett to the disconsolate Hume, "don't you understand? She cannot bear the constraint imposed by my presence at this moment, nor could she meet Mrs. Eastham with any degree of composure. Now, this afternoon she will return a mere iceberg. Mrs. Eastham, I am sure, has tact. I am going to the Hall. You two will be left alone for hours." He turned aside to arrange with the groom concerning the care of the horse, as they would be detained some time in the village. Then the two men approached Mrs. Eastham's residence. |
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