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Updated: June 27, 2025
The letters danced before Eileen's eyes as she tore open the thin envelope and held what was undoubtedly Robert Grell's writing in her shaking hand. She was startled as never before in her life save when she heard of the murder. Slowly she read, the words biting into her brain "DEAREST, Forgive me for not letting you know before that I am safe. I had no means of communicating with you with safety.
Stepping across the hall, she let the little heap slowly flutter to the rug in front of Eileen's door. Then she went back to her room and left John Gilman to his own reflections. The first time Linda entered the kitchen after her interview with Gilman, Katy asked in deep concern, "Now what ye been doing, lambie?" "Doing the baby act, Katy," confessed Linda. "Disgracing myself. Losing my temper.
"And so you were in the store even then? Nobody told me." "I hoped they wouldn't." It was his turn to be silent, understanding Eileen's dream. Raygan must have talked to her about the girl. But there would have been nothing to say, if Ena had not said it first. Ena had "explained things" to Raygan, perhaps and then An old impression came back to Peter.
"My dear," said I. "This is a modest country house, not an International Palace Hotel. Including Eileen's children and their governess and nurse and Doria's maid, we shall have to find accommodation for fifteen people." "Nonsense!" she said. "We can't do it." "Count up," said I. I lit a cigar and went out into the winter-stricken garden, and left her reckoning on her fingers, with knitted brow.
He stood very still for a few minutes, wondering what could keep Linda awake so far into the night, and while his thoughts were upon her he wondered, too, why she did not care to have beautiful clothes such as Eileen wore; and then he went further and wondered why, when she could be as entertaining as she had been the night she joined them at dinner, she did not make her appearance oftener; and then, because the mind is a queer thing, and he had wondered about a given state of affairs, he went a step further, and wondered whether the explanation lay in Linda's inclinations or in Eileen's management, and then his thought fastened tenaciously upon the subject of Eileen's management.
"Then that explains," questioned Linda, "why you refused Eileen's invitation to dinner tonight?" "On the contrary," answered Marian, "an invitation to dinner tonight would be particularly and peculiarly acceptable to me, since the kitchen is barren as the remainder of the house, and I was intending to slip over when your room was lighted to ask if I might spend the night with you."
He was flushed now, even the marble mantel-piece ruddied by the flame. "I wish it amused me." Now it was Eileen's turn to gasp. "Then why do you listen?" "I don't listen I bury myself as far away as I can." "So I have understood. Then what are you thanking me for?" "For what you are doing for ." his hesitation was barely perceptible "my mother." "Oh!" Eileen looked blank.
Of course, even if Nelly were seen by Eileen's friends or acquaintances, detection was not sure. Eileen was always in such sedate gowns, never low-cut, her manners were so suppressed, her hair done so differently, and what a difference hair made! In fact, it was in her private life that she felt herself more truly the actress.
She is a delightful woman so bright and happy, though I believe, poor dear, she had a terrible time before her husband died. She called on me yesterday and asked me to bring her to see you. She's so interested in you. You don't mind?" The quick thought that she was being made a show of caused a spasm to flicker across Eileen's face.
Stella was inclined to be friendly and then drew back, chilled by something she detected in Eileen's manner. Eileen was indifferently polite. Terry and his father were out when the party arrived for luncheon, but they returned very soon afterwards.
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