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Sperry saw her breast heave a little, then their eyes met. Thayor touched the bell for whiskey and soda. As the doctor drained his second glass he snapped out his watch. "I must look in on Le Boeuf," he said briskly. Again Thayor touched the bell. "Blakeman will accompany you with a lantern, doctor." Sperry turned and bid Alice a formal good-night.
For another anxious hour she sat shivering before it, then the Clown announced apologetically that supper was ready. Blakeman handed her a cup of tea, but she did not taste it. Annette put to rights the few comforts within the lean-to and re-folded the blankets. Margaret and Holcomb whispered together. All moved as if in the shadow of a great calamity. It was now pitch dark and raining.
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"I was just thinking of it myself. It's so late everybody has gone to bed, but I expect we can No here's Blakeman. Brandy and soda, Blakeman, and some cracked ice." "Very good, sir anything else, sir," replied Blakeman, pulling his face into shape he had heard every word that had passed. "No, that will do." "Thank you, sir."
Thayor and Holcomb, this rare August afternoon, were at the flag station to meet the "Wanderer" the banker's private car, with a spick-and-span three-seated buckboard and a fast team of bays. Aboard the car were Alice and Margaret, Blakeman and Annette.
Holcomb was now suffering under the latter a subtle anger that would undoubtedly have meant serious injury to the immaculate Sperry had he been unlucky enough to have crossed his path at the moment. As Blakeman, little by little, unfolded more of the doctor's villainy, Holcomb's muscles relaxed and his indignation, which had risen by degrees until it boiled within him, now settled to reason.
He buttoned the collar of his shooting coat about his neck, for the sun was burning below the edge of the forest and with its last rays the woods grew still and cold. "I propose to watch madame and find out whether she is bad or whether she's only losing her head," said Blakeman, as he rose to go. "Mind you do the same mind you promise me you will." Blakeman had lifted his mask.
Reverently he handed him his stick, coat and hat a moment later the heavy steel grille closed noiselessly. Blakeman stood grimly looking out of the front window, his jaw set, his eyes following the doctor until he disappeared within his coupe and slammed the door shut. "Damn him!" he said. "If he tells that child that I'll strangle him!"
"It's broth," he said softly. "Billy killed a deer this morning at daylight." She stared up at him with a pair of vacant, feverish eyes. "Mrs. Van Renssalaer cannot come send these people away, Sam I want them sent away at once at once Blakeman." The spasmodic movement of her jaw continued, but her words ceased to be audible. "Drink a little, dear," Sam pleaded. "It will do you good."
Sperry studied the butler's impassible face for a moment, measured with his eye the distance from the pantry window to the corner of the veranda, then he drew a long breath the first he had drawn in some minutes. Sperry left early the next morning; only his host and Blakeman saw him off.
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