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Updated: May 16, 2025
Her fellow-watcher, whoever he might be, had also made up his mind to know who was ringing up Norris Vine so late. "Who's that?" the voice asked abruptly. "Coniston Mansions, No. 57," Virginia answered, disguising her voice as much as possible. "Yes! but who is it in my rooms? That isn't Janion's voice, is it?"
So she covered her face again, and sank into a whirling stupor of sense and feeling. By-and-by she heard her fellow-watcher stirring, and a dull wonder stole over her as to what he was doing; but the heavy languor pressed her down, and kept her still. At last she heard the words, "Come here," and listlessly obeyed the command.
But when he enlarges on the bravery of his young comrade, lying unconscious beside them, one bends upon the latter eyes that express an interest amounting to admiration. It is the "angel." In the days that succeed she becomes Walt's fellow-watcher by the bedside of the sufferer; and often again does he observe similar glances given to their common patient.
Not knowing whether to accept or reject this proposition, Mrs. Dodge passes by the slightly open door, and from a signal decides to do as advised. She promises to be on hand at appointed time and place. Father and son hurry away, elated at their prospects of success in this dark plot. Leaving his fellow-watcher on guard, Sir Donald returns to the hotel.
They stopped and looked round. "There is not a soul stirring," one said. "We can give the signal." So saying, he sang a bar or two of a song popular at the time, and they then drew back from the road into a doorway and waited. Five minutes later, Cyril and his fellow-watcher heard a very slight sound, and a figure stepped out from Captain Dowsett's door. The two men crossed at once and joined her.
Through the raised sash there came a hand, holding a packet of some sort, and out of the darkness came another hand eagerly stretched out to receive it. I brushed it ruthlessly aside, tore the packet from the fingers which suddenly strove to retain it, and with my other hand I caught the arm a little above the wrist. I heard the flying footsteps of my fellow-watcher, but I did not even turn round.
At once breathlessly recognizing in this fellow-watcher of the skies a woman who loved him, in addition to the patroness and friend, he truly translated the nearly forgotten kiss she had given him in her moment of despair.
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