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I suppose there will be no difficulty with the police in this change of name, now that passports for the English are not necessary?" "Certainly not. You will have no trouble in that respect." "I shall thus be enabled very naturally to improve acquaintance with the professional letter-writer, and find an easy opportunity to introduce the name of Louise Duval.
It was the lamp Mary Louise had seen farther down the driveway, and directly the side door opened and the mellow glow of it sent shadowy rings of light out toward them. "Joe! Joe!" called out an anxious voice. "Don't make noise. Keep 'way from the back." There was a moment's silence and as Joe made no reply: "Come in this way, why don't you? Better way come in."
Now I dare give a pleasant, kindly welcome, to Count Ranuzi, and be ready at all times to serve him gladly." Ranuzi looked steadily at her. "Will you truly do this?" said he, sighing "will you interest yourself for a poor prisoner, who has no one to hear and sympathize in his sorrows?" Louise gave him her hand.
Tapp," Louise explained calmly, "comes in the right spirit. He is a friend of the ahem family. He is well known to Cap'n Abe who owns the store and has made himself acquainted with Cap'n Amazon over the counter." "And how has he made himself so solid with you, Miss Grayling?" Standish asked impudently.
"I, too, sincerely hope that Thomas is innocent; but we are not justified in acquitting him until we have made a careful investigation and watched his actions." "I'm quite sure he's connected with the mystery in some way," said Beth. "It will do no harm to watch Old Hucks, as Louise suggests." "And you might try to pump him, Patsy, and see if you can get him to talk of the murder.
But we have only just come!" cried Louise, with what seemed to him pretended surprise. "Why do you want to go home? It is so quiet here: I can talk to you. For I need your advice, Maurice. You must help me once again." "I help you? in this? No, thank you. All I can do, it seems, is to wish you joy." He remained standing, with his hand on the back of the bench.
It was a riddle, and he had practically put the answer before her, and still she could not see it. There was a little streak of devilment in Ward, and happiness was uncovering the streak. "I never said I was crazy to know," Billy Louise squelched him promptly. "Not that crazy, anyway. I'll live quite as long without knowing, I reckon."
Louise Morel had been replaced by a new servant, much more tempting to a man of the notary's sensual cravings than that first poor victim had been. We usher the reader, at the clerks' breakfast-time, into the notary's gloomy office.
Now there was no mystery at all. In a few words, Joe Wegg had explained everything, and explained all so simply and naturally that Louise felt like sobbing with the bitterness of a child deprived of its pet plaything. The band of self-constituted girl detectives had been "put out of business," as Patsy said, because the plain fact had developed that there was nothing to detect, and never had been.
"Not very well, I'm afraid. But I'll be glad to try," answered Beth. "What do you like?" "Select your own book," said Aunt Jane, pointing to a heap of volumes beside her. The girl hesitated. Louise would doubtless have chosen a romance, or some light tale sure to interest for the hour, and so amuse the old lady.
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