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Chestermarke!" said the Earl, hastening to intervene in what seemed likely to develop into a passage-at-arms. "We're forgetting the suggestion made just before this lady Miss Fosdyke, I think? entered. Don't let's forget it it's a good one." Miss Fosdyke turned eagerly to the Earl. "What suggestion was it?" she asked. "Do tell me? I'm sure you agree with me I can see you do. Thank you, again!"
But up to now there's no proof that he did. I think that's all, Mr. Polke?" "All!" assented Polke. "No!" said Neale. "Miss Fosdyke and I have brought you some news. Mr. Horbury must have crossed Ellersdeane Hollow on Saturday night. Look at this! and I'll tell you all about it."
The very anomaly of it is so fascinating." "There is no necessary kinship between Society and politics," Tallente reminded her. "Your own country, for instance." Mrs. Van Fosdyke, who was an American, shrugged her shoulders. "My own country scarcely counts," she protested.
You may take your skipping-ropes." She had evidently something special to say to me; and she had adopted the necessary measures for keeping the children in front of us, well out of hearing. Freddy led the way on his horse on three wheels; the girls followed, skipping merrily. Mrs. Fosdyke opened the business by the most embarrassing remark that she could possibly have made under the circumstances.
But they got no further information from either Betty Fosdyke or Wallington Neale. Neither had ever heard of Mr. Frederick Hollis, of Gray's Inn. Betty was certain, beyond doubt, that he was no relation of the missing bank-manager: she had the whole family-tree of the Horburys at her finger-ends, she declared: no Hollis was connected with even its outlying twigs.
"But I think I shall have something to say to that, Mrs. Carswell. Ask Mr. Joseph Chestermarke to come here a minute." The housekeeper shrunk back. "I daren't, Miss Fosdyke!" she answered. "It would be as much as my place was worth!" "I thought you were my uncle's housekeeper," suggested Betty. "Aren't you? Or are you employed by Mr. Joseph Chestermarke? Come, now?" Mrs. Carswell hesitated.
Polke's outside, sir, with the gentleman who came in with him before," announced Shirley. "He says he must see you at once. And there's Mr. Pellworthy, sir, with Miss Fosdyke. Mr. Pellworthy says, sir, that he must see you at once, too." Gabriel glanced at his nephew. And Joseph spoke without looking up from his writing-pad, and as if he knew that his partner was regarding him.
But at that moment he caught sight of Betty Fosdyke, who, with Lord Ellersdeane in close attendance, had made her way into the garden and was clambering towards him. Starmidge stepped back to her. "Hadn't you better go back?" he urged. "There'll be unpleasant sights. Do go back! amongst the trees, anyway. We've found one dead man already, and there'll probably be " "No!" she said firmly. "I won't!
"What's to be done, then, next?" she inquired, looking from one to the other. "Do let us do something!" "Oh, we'll do a lot, Miss Fosdyke, before the day's out," said Starmidge reassuringly. "I'm going to work just now. Now, the first thing is, publicity! We must have all this in the newspapers at once." He turned to the superintendent.
Some men, as your lordship knows, disappear and reappear with good reasons for their absence. Some never reappear. Some men aren't wanted to reappear. When a man disappears and he's wanted why, the job is to find him." "What does Miss Fosdyke wish?" asked the Earl, nodding assent to these philosophies. "She would say, of course."
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