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Updated: May 20, 2025
Cornelius Allendyce stared at the buildings and swallowed at regular intervals to steady his nerves a trick he had always found most helpful in important legal trials. Robin kept her eyes glued on the back of the taxi driver's head but he might have had two heads and one upside down for all she noticed.
Her account finished, Robin smiled bravely back into the grave face, with that enchanting tenderness which had won Cornelius Allendyce and enticed him to strange deeds. The smile worked its spell at least on the dog for he moved slowly over to her, lifted a big paw and placed it gravely upon her shoulder. "Cæsar declares you a friend," said the woman in a slow, low-pitched voice.
He drew aside to let Robin enter. And Robin, conscious of startled, curious eyes upon her, limped into her new home. Harkness, because he had to do something, closed the door slowly behind her. "I'm sure we were expecting " he mumbled. Mr. Allendyce imperiously waved off whatever Harkness was expecting. "We hope, Mrs. Budge, you are prepared for two hungry people.
Allendyce perceived that there were a few real chairs, very shabby, and a table covered with a cloth woven in brilliant colors and some very lovely pictures hanging wherever, because of the windows and the sloping roof, there was any place to hang them.
Hurry up, please, Mom, Williams may stop any moment." "I ought to go up to the Manor. They must be in an awful state." "Wait, as soon as ever I can fix your father I'll go with you myself," cried Mrs. Lynch. Toward noon of the next day, in answer to an urgent telegram, Cornelius Allendyce arrived at the Manor, having come down from New York by motor.
Madame and I just took it for granted that you were a boy, because of your name. But our mistake does not make you any less a Forsyth or less a possible heir " The thought was a full-fledged idea now! "Who are you?" broke in Robin, excitedly. "I am Cornelius Allendyce, attorney for the Forsyth family. And I am if your father consents your future guardian." "Oh, Jimmie'll never consent, never!"
Cornelius Allendyce and Miss Effie met her at the end of her wonderful journey, no part of which had wearied her in the least, and their smiling faces put at rest the tiny misgiving that had persisted that she might be walking into some sort of a scheme to separate her from Robin. "I am glad you got my telegram in time to catch tonight's train.
The bedroom opened on one side into a sitting room with a bay window, on the other into a tiny bathroom, shining and gleaming with nickel and tile. "Oh, everything's lovely," and Robin ecstatically clasped her hands. "Only what'll I ever do with everything so big!" Cornelius Allendyce laughed at her dismay.
Don't worry about the Mills let Norris do that. I'll run up to Wassumsic very soon and answer as many questions as you may wish to ask. Until then, I am Devotedly yours, CORNELIUS ALLENDYCE." "Beryl read this! I may use that old cottage. I believe my guardian'll do everything I ask when he understands. He's a dear!" Beryl came slowly down from her "clouds." "Robin listen to this vibrato!"
Did Madame ever think of them as flesh and blood mortals like herself? Cornelius Allendyce smiled at the question; oh, no, the Forsyth tradition, of which Madame talked, built an impenetrable wall between her and those toilers. Staring at the gray hard line of shadow that was the tallest of the chimneys the man thought how like it was to Madame and old Christopher Forsyth.
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