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Carmina lifted her head, and spoke in steadier tones. "Where have they been taken to?" "To the flower-shop at the back to be kept till called for." "No other address?" "None." The last faint hope of tracing Frances was at an end. Carmina turned wearily to leave the room. Zo called to her from the hearth-rug. Always kind to the child, she retraced her steps. "What is it?" she asked.
In the interval, I see no choice for Miss Carmina but to submit to her guardian; unless " He looked hard at Mr. Gallilee, before he finished his sentence. "Unless," he resumed, "you can get over your present feeling about your wife." "Get over it?" Mr. Gallilee repeated. "It seems quite impossible now, I dare say," the worthy lawyer admitted. "A very painful impression has been produced on you.
"Now tickle Carmina!" she said. He heard this without laughing: his fleshless lips never relaxed into a smile. To Carmina's unutterable embarrassment, he looked at her, when she laughed, with steadier attention than ever. Those coldly-inquiring eyes exercised some inscrutable influence over her. Now they made her angry; and now they frightened her.
"Take the kisses, my angel, that I leave for you on the blank morsel of paper below, and love me as I love you. There is a world of meaning, Carmina, even in those commonplace words. Oh, if I could only go to you by the mail steamer, in the place of my letter!" The answers to Ovid's questions were not to be found in Carmina's reply.
The reply was suddenly and sharply given. "Surely, I have not offended you?" Carmina said. "Nonsense! Let me hear your mother's letter." "Yes but I want you to hear the circumstances first." "You have mentioned them already." "No! no! I mean the circumstances, in my case." She drew her chair closer to Miss Minerva. "I want to whisper for fear of somebody passing on the stairs.
"These were ungraciously short replies but it cost me an effort to speak to her at all. She showed no signs of taking offence; she proceeded as smoothly as ever. "My dear Carmina, I have my faults of temper; and, with such pursuits as mine, I am not perhaps a sympathetic companion for a young girl. But I hope you believe that it is my duty and my pleasure to be a second mother to you?
Trembling pitiably, she looked for a while at Carmina, peacefully asleep then turned away to a corner of the room, in which stood an old packing-case, fitted with a lock. She took it up; and, returning with it to the sitting-room, softly closed the bedroom door again. After some hesitation, she decided to open the case. In the terror and confusion that possessed her, she tried the wrong key.
The weary indifference of her manner changed to vivid interest, the moment she saw the handwriting. "From the Professor!" she exclaimed. "Excuse me, for one minute." She read the letter, and closed it again with a sigh of relief. "I knew it!" she said to herself. I beg your pardon, Carmina; I am carried away by a subject that I have been working at in my stolen intervals for weeks past.
Miss Minerva followed her to the landing outside. Carmina turned again, listening anxiously. "I am not at all satisfied with her looks, this morning," Mrs. Gallilee proceeded; "and I don't think it right she should be left alone. My household duties must be attended to. Will you take my place at the sofa, until Mr. Null comes?"
I say again, his disgusting wife was the mother of a female child." "Your niece, Mrs. Gallilee." "No!" "Not Miss Carmina?" "Miss Carmina is no more my niece than she is your niece. Carry your mind back to what I have just said. I mentioned a medical student who was an irresistible man. Miss Carmina's father was that man." Mr.
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