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Then he conceived a dastardly revenge by anonymously denouncing Le Pontois as a forger, and implicating both Enid and myself. He contrived that some money I brought from England should be exchanged for spurious notes, and these Paul unsuspiciously gave into the Crédit Lyonnais. Had it not been for your timely warning, Fetherston, we should both have also been arrested in France without a doubt."
"You seem unusually thoughtful, Fetherston," remarked Trendall with some curiosity, as he seated himself at the table and resumed the opening of his letters which his friend's visit had interrupted. "What's the matter?" "The fact is, I'm very much puzzled." "About what? You're generally very successful in obtaining solutions where other men have failed."
"But the fact is, I have my reasons for not being introduced to the Le Pontois family just now." The girl looked at him sharply, surprised at the tone of his response. She tried to divine its meaning. But his countenance still bore that sphinx-like expression which so often caused his friends to entertain vague suspicions. Few men could read character better than Walter Fetherston.
You know it, of course, for I've heard you called the living Baedeker, Mr. Fetherston," she laughed. "Yes," he replied, "I know it a rather dull little place, with one or two villas. I prefer Santa Margherita, a little farther along the coast or Rapallo. But," he added, "your daughter tells me she's not well. I hope she will not be compelled to postpone her departure."
What he told her was disconcerting, yet, knowing instinctively, as she did, how passionately Walter loved her, she could not bring herself to believe that he was really her enemy. "No, Dr. Weirmarsh," she replied, raising her eyes again to his, "you are quite mistaken. I know Walter Fetherston better than you. Your allegation is false.
Fetherston had only accepted the general's invitation at her urgent desire, for she had written to White's telling him that it was imperative they should meet she wished to consult him; she begged of him to forget the interview at Monifieth and return to her. So, against his will, he had gone there, though the house and all it contained was hateful to him.
For a moment she paused, then turning into the latter road, which at that point was little more than a byway, hurried on until she came to the fringe of a wood, where, upon her approach, a man in dark grey tweeds came forth to meet her with swinging gait. It was Walter Fetherston.
Anything is preferable to this this Second-rate Sedition!" When Frederica perorated, and this remark partook of the nature of peroration, it was as though she took a header into deep water. By the time she had again risen to the surface of her emotions, the Reverend Charles Fetherston had returned to the hinge of the garden-gate, and Miss Coppinger, knowing her man, made no attempt to recall him.
"From the first you suspected Sir Hugh's stepdaughter, eh?" Fetherston hesitated. Then afterwards he nodded slowly in the affirmative. "Yes," went on Trendall, "I knew all along that you were suspicious. You made a certain remarkable discovery, eh, Fetherston?" The novelist started. At what did his friend hint?
In it there was no dominant expression, for it seemed to be a mask waiting to be stirred into life. Fetherston had known Sir Hugh slightly for several years, but as Enid had been so much abroad with Mrs. Caldwell, he had never met her until that accidental encounter in Biarritz. "We've been up here six weeks," she was telling Fetherston.
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