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Frank had already made all arrangements with the captain to lay up the Osprey at once. "I shall want her out again in the first week in April, so that she will not be long in winter quarters." On landing, Frank despatched a telegram to Lady Greendale: "Returned all safe and well. Just starting for town. Shall be with you about six o'clock."
"Miss Greendale thinks he is killed; and it is just as well that she should continue to think that she is safe from him in the future." "So far as she is concerned, I think that is true; but I would not answer for you, Major. You have ruined his plans, and burned his yacht, and as long as he lives he will never forgive you."
He was therefore delighted to find that the difficulty had been solved by Bertha herself without his intervention, and felt absolutely grateful for the accident which had cost him the Queen's Cup, but had at the same time opened Bertha's eyes to the man's true character. Soon after two o'clock he went ashore in the gig, and at the half hour Lady Greendale and Bertha came down.
However, I shall try my luck one of these days. I don't think that I shall meet with any serious opposition on her mother's part, if Bertha likes me, but I know that Lady Greendale has very much more ambitious views for her, and has quite set her mind upon her making a good match. No doubt she has a right to expect that she will do so.
"To some extent perhaps it was," Frank Mallett laughed. "Bertha Greendale is an old chum of mine. I knew her in very short frocks, for they were near neighbours of ours in the country; and her father, Sir John, was always one of my kindest friends.
I cannot even think," Lady Greendale said in an agitated voice. "What can it all mean and where can Bertha be?" and she burst into tears. "I don't know. I can't think," Frank said, slowly. He stood silent for a minute or two, and then went on. "I cannot suggest anything. I will go ashore at once. The waterman at our landing stage must have noticed if two ladies got out there.
"How tiresome!" the girl broke off, as there was a movement among the ladies. "It is time for us to go up to dress for dinner, and though I shan't take half the time that some of them will do, I suppose I must go." Captain Mallett had six months previously succeeded, at the death of his father, to an estate five miles from that of Sir John Greendale.
No doubt that scoundrel is going to land with Miss Greendale, but why should he leave the Phantom at our mercy, when he could have sent her on to Port au Prince?" "I cannot think what he is doing, sir; but he must have some game on, or he would never act like that." "Of course, he may have arranged to go with the lady to some place up in the hills; but why should he sacrifice the yacht?"
Lady Greendale had just come into the saloon when he went down. "I think I have got a clue a very faint one," he said. "I am going up to town at once to follow it up. How are you feeling, Lady Greendale?" "I have a terrible headache, but that is nothing. Of course, I will go up with you." "But do you feel equal to it?" "Oh, yes, quite," she said, feverishly. "What is your clue, Frank?"
"I am sure I do not know, my lady," the captain said, in perplexity. "Where can my daughter and her maid be?" Lady Greendale went on. "They went ashore to go to Dr. Maddison's." "Perhaps, my lady, they might have heard as they went ashore that the Major was somewhere else, or some messenger might have been waiting at the landing stage to take them there direct."
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