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"I understand," Tom interposed, for Mr. Truman talked so slowly that the boy was afraid he might never get through with what he had to say. "In times like these you don't know whom to trust. That's our fix, exactly; and we shouldn't have thought of stopping here if Merrick and Hobson had not told us who and what you are. Go on, boy, and tell Mr.
I don't blame them for that; but I " She hesitated. "You simply stood by a comrade. Thank you, Hetty." "Good night, Thursday." "Will you be able to sleep to-night?" "I'm going straight to bed. The rumpus has quieted my nerves." "Good night, then." In the early morning Mr. Merrick was awakened by a red glare that flooded his bedroom. Going to the window he found the sky at the north full of flame.
"True," said the doctor, "but the roads are excellent." "Remember those swinging cots," said Ajo. "We might try it," said Patsy, anxious to be doing something. "Couldn't we start to-morrow for Arras, Uncle?" "It occurs to me that we must first find a chauffeur," answered Mr. Merrick, "and from my impressions of the inhabitants of Calais, that will prove a difficult task." "Why?"
Merrick and the young ladies. May I express a hope that you are pleased with my beautiful country?" "Are you Italian?" asked Uncle John, regarding the young man critically. "Surely, Mr. Merrick. But I have resided much in New York, and may well claim to be an adopted son of your great city." "New York adopts a good many," said Uncle John, drily. "It has even been thoughtless enough to adopt me."
At luncheon it was found that the steward had placed a letter before Uncle John's plate. The handwriting of the address Louise, who sat next her uncle, at once recognized as that of her mother; but she said nothing. Mr. Merrick was amazed at the contents of the communication, especially as he had so recently parted with the lady who had written it.
Of course I shall be terribly anxious to know that all is well; will you kindly have a postal card ready just to say "all is well" if so it be; never mind more till my poor wife can put her own name to a letter. God reward you for an act that I know the angels envy you, for your charge is a "friend of Jesus," and my only friend on earth. Yours in intensity of anxious interest, P. MERRICK.
She was to come there at once as his adopted daughter; was to take and use the name of Merrick; was to see nothing more of that wicked woman, her mother; and was to be married in due time from Sir Anthony's house, and under Sir Anthony's auspices, to Walter Brydges. She wrote to Walter then and there, from her grandfather's consulting-room.
Would the Grand Coast Railway call up the undertaker's firm whilst he held the line and ask the full particulars as to the body sent from London to Lydmouth. For half an hour Merrick stood patiently there till the reply came. "Are you there? Is that Inspector Merrick? Oh, yes. Well, we have called up Lincoln & Co., the undertakers. We got on to the manager himself.
It has given us great pleasure; for if there were no chance of adventure before us we should all be greatly disappointed." Again the landlord shook his head. "Right?" asked Wampus, at the wheel. "Go ahead," said Mr. Merrick, and slowly the big car started upon its journey into the Golden West. The air was keen and bracing, but not chilly. The sunshine flooded the landscape on every side.
Merrick, for he smiled and returned the "nabob's" nod. Mr. Skeelty had a private enclosed office in a corner of the room. Being admitted to this sanctum, the visitors found the manager to be a small, puffy individual about forty-five years of age, with shrewd, beadlike black eyes and an insolent assumption of super-importance.
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