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He thought it was strange that Maraquito should get the detective to write to him, as he knew she mistrusted the man. And, apart from this, he had no wish to see Senora Gredos again. Things were now smooth between him and Juliet comparatively so and it would not do to rouse the girl's jealousy.
Well, Lord Caranby, I hope to have a conversation with you later when someone else takes the bank." Caranby bowed and moved away slowly, leaning on his cane. Jennings, who was beside him, threw a glance over his shoulder at Senora Gredos. Maraquito's face was pale, and there was a frightened look in her eyes. Catching Jennings' inquisitive look she frowned and again addressed herself to the game.
To the west of Madrid, in the very heart of the Sierra de Gredos, lies Avila, another of the interesting cities of Castile, whose time-old mansions and palaces, built of a gray granite, lend a solemn and almost repulsively melancholic air to the city.
"You scorn me because I am an invalid " "I do not. If you were perfectly restored to health I would give you the same answer." Mallow was on his feet by this time. "I think it would be wise of me to go." But Senora Gredos, stretching out her hand, caught him by the coat convulsively. "No! no! no!" she muttered fiercely. "I did not ask you to come here. I did not send for you.
Herne, but she was as like Senora Gredos as two peas, save that she was older and had gray hair." "Hum!" said Jennings, pondering. "Did you ever hear Senora Gredos speak of Mrs. Herne?" "Never, sir. But Mrs. Pill the cook of Miss Loach said that Mrs. Herne lived at Hampstead. But she was like my old mistress. When I opened the door to her I thought she was Senora Gredos.
"I have seen Mr. Mallow before," said Susan, gasping and flushing. "At Rose Cottage?" said Mallow inquiringly. "No. When I was with Senora Gredos as parlor-maid." "Senora Gredos?" said Jennings, before Cuthbert could speak. "Do you mean Maraquito?" "I have heard that her name was Maraquito, sir," said Susan calmly. "A lame lady and fond of cards. She lives in "
Jennings looked at her with marked significance. "I saw it in the house of a woman called Maraquito." "And how did it get there?" "I can't tell you. Do you know this woman?" "I don't even know her name. Who is she?" "Her real name is Senora Gredos and she claims to be a Spanish Jewess. She keeps a kind of gambling salon.
But he put this down to the fact that there was no gambling on this particular evening. The windows of the great salon were dark, and Senora Gredos received him in a small apartment which she used as a sitting-room. Her couch was drawn up close to the fire, and she appeared to be in better health than usual. Standing at the door, Mallow thought she made a pretty picture.
"I opened the door in the day when few people came. After eight the page, Gibber, took my place. And I hardly ever went upstairs, as Senora Gredos told me to keep below. One evening I did come up and saw " here her eyes rested on Cuthbert with a look which made him turn crimson. "I wish I had never come up on that night." "See here, my girl," said Mallow irritably, "do you mean to say "
They're all doing well now, though, and I help mother, as they do. They didn't want me to go out to service, you know," added Susan, warming on finding sympathetic listeners. "I could have stopped at home with mother in Stepney, but I did not want to be idle, and took a situation with a widow lady at Hampstead. I stopped there a year. Then she died and I went as parlor-maid to a Senora Gredos.
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