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Updated: June 27, 2025
"Ye must have a poor opinion of us," laughed Katy, "if ye are thinking ye can get to the end of our limitations in one lunch. Fourteen years me and Miss Linda's been on this lunch-box stunt. Don't ye be thinkin' ye can exhaust us in any wan trip, or in any wan dozen." So they said good-bye to Katy and rolled past Eileen's room on the way to the desert.
This being accomplished, he descended to the library, where Eileen Erroll in a filmy, lace-clouded gown, full of turquoise tints, reclined with her arm around Drina amid heaps of cushions, watching the waitress prepare a table for two. He took the fresh, cool hand she extended and sat down on the edge of her couch. "All O.K. again?" he inquired, retaining Eileen's hand in his. "Thank you quite.
The room reeled before Eileen's eyes. She clutched the mantelpiece with one hand to steady herself. "From one I think dead!" she repeated. "Bob is dead." She gripped the other woman fiercely by the shoulder and almost shook her in the intensity of her emotion. "He is dead, I tell you. What do you mean? I know he is dead. Do not lie to me. He is dead."
"Probably the early spring weather," added Boots. "You're twelve, aren't you?" "Thirteen," said Drina gravely. "Almost time to elope with me," nodded Boots. "I'll do it now," she said "as soon as my new gowns are made if you'll take me to Manila. Will you? I believe my Aunt Alixe is there " She caught Eileen's eye and stopped short. "I forgot," she murmured; "I beg your pardon, Uncle Philip "
That means the storm is almost over. And the tide ought to turn in ten minutes or so. It's practically at its highest now. Ten chances to one it won't rise more than a foot or two further. But we'll keep watch, and if it does, we'll get your aunt out of here in Eileen's car, which is just down the road, and take her either to our place or to the village.
This was a period of much mental activity in Eileen's life. The tossing ocean of London life, the theatres that played Shakespeare, the world of new books and new thought, her recent perusal of Plato and of man, all produced fermentation.
Luncheon being the children's hour, Miss Erroll's silence remained unnoticed in the jolly uproar; besides, Gerald and Boots were discussing the huge house-party, lantern fête, and dance which the Orchils were giving that night for the younger sets; and Selwyn, too, seemed to take unusual interest in the discussion, though Eileen's part in the conference was limited to an occasional nod or monosyllable.
Much to my surprise and strangely enough after that evening these two people seldom met and were never alone together; it seemed to me as though young Holbrook avoided Eileen without seeming to do so. I could not understand his attitude unless he felt himself slipping and was trying to avoid temptation. I felt that his apparent indifference only served to fan the flames in Eileen's heart.
Her voice rose and she tried to shake the silent man. "Answer why don't you answer? Is he ill dead?" Sir Ralph choked over his reply. "He was killed last night murdered." It was out at last. He had blundered clumsily, and he knew it. The colour drained from Eileen's face and she stood rigid as a statue for a moment. Then slowly she swayed forward.
She did not come to the bank today, and the settlement of Father's affairs developed the fact that I was my father's child and Eileen was her mother's; and I'm thinking, Katy, that the big car you saw and the opulent people in it were Eileen's mother's wealthy relatives from San Francisco. My guess is, Katy, that Eileen has gone with them for good.
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