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Fairchild broke off her conversation with her little girls, and bade them go and play a little before bedtime. A Visit to Mary Bush Not very long after the death of poor Miss Augusta Noble, a note came from Sir Charles and Lady Noble, inviting Mr. and Mrs. Fairchild to dinner the next day; but not mentioning the children, as they used to do when they sent their invitations.
Fairchild, she said, when they were alone in the next room, 'I wonder what we can do. It is dreadful to think of going abroad to be alone among strangers, and my husband so ill. And then leaving the children. I cannot send them to my mother. Her house is full with my eldest brother's family home from India. 'I think they would get on very well here, said Mrs. Fairchild.
A light gleamed ahead, and the sound of a single jack hammering on the end of a drill could be heard. Fairchild called and went forward, to find Harry, grimy and sweating, pounding away at a narrow streak of black formation which centered in the top of the stope. "It's the vein," he announced, after he had greeted Fairchild, "and it don't look like it's going to amount to much!" "No?"
A moment of staring, then Fairchild passed the telegram over to Harry for his opinion. There was none. Together they went across the street and to the office of Farrell, their attorney. He studied the telegram long. Then: "I can't see what on earth it means, unless there is some information about this skeleton or the inquest. If I were you, I 'd go." "But supposing it's some sort of a trap?"
"And of course," he said caustically, "the name of this mysterious feminine friend must be a secret?" "Certainly. No mention of this transaction must be made to her directly, or indirectly. Those are my specific instructions. Now, Mr. Fairchild, that seems to me to be a wonderful offer. And it " "Do you want my answer now?" "At any time when you have given the matter sufficient thought."
Nobody 's ever seen it. Not even Squint Rodaine. That's the one thing she 's got the strength to keep from 'im I guess it's a part of 'er right brain that tells 'er to keep it a secret! I 'm going to bed now. So 're you. And you 're going to sleep. Good night." He went out of the room then, and Fairchild, obedient to the big Cornishman's command, sought rest. But it was a hard struggle.
He swerved quickly and stopped, facing the bigger man. "Harry," came sharply, "I know that I may be violating an unspoken promise to my father. But I simply can't stand it any longer. What happened here?" "We were mining for silver." "I don't mean that there was some sort of tragedy." Harry chuckled, in concealment, Fairchild thought, of something he did not want to tell him. "I should think so!
"But please not to gather the rose-buds; mamma does not like them to be gathered." "To be sure, Master Fairchild," said the maid, "and that is just right. In a small garden like this one should be particular; yet, at The Grove, a few rose-buds would never be missed.
"Then you 've guessed all along that " But she smiled and cut in. "I want to thank you for those flowers. They were beautiful." "You knew that too? I didn't send a card." "They told me at the telegraph office that you had wired for them. They meant a great deal to me." "It meant more to me to be able to send them." Then Fairchild stared with a sudden idea. "Maurice 's coming for you at midnight.
Fairchild, "I hope it is a sign that you are getting rich, as you have bread and cheese to spare." "Sir," she answered, "this poor woman is in want, and my children will never miss what I have given her." "You are very right," answered Mrs. Fairchild; and at the same time she slipped a shilling into the poor woman's hand.
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