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Updated: June 22, 2025


"Then lead the way," he said. "I have come at the right time; I have been looking for you everywhere, and I find you in the hour of your deepest sorrow. When I knew your aunt last she was a cheerful, happy woman. From what I hear now she is suffering, you are all suffering, under some blighting grief." "Oh, if you only knew what that sorrow was, Hatherly." "Hatherly!

"In the first place you did your best to ruin Hatherly Bell's life. You robbed me of a picture to do so, and your friend Merritt tried to rob me again. But I have both those pictures now. You did that because you were afraid of Bell afraid lest he should see through your base motives. And you succeeded for a time, for the coast was clear.

We have magistrates enow among us, however, for Master Oldham and Master Hatherly both carry the king's patent as justices; and this Master Lyford who cometh in Oldham's train is preacher in the Church of England." "Ha! Say you so, Will? One of the 'hireling priests' of such noisome odour in the nostrils of thy friends of the stricter sort at Leyden!"

I am alluding to that scoundrel Hatherly Bell." "Good heavens!" Henson burst out. "I I mean, what colossal impudence!" Chris gave Henson one swift searching glance before her eyes dropped demurely to the ground. Lord Littimer appeared to be taking no heed of anything but his own annoyance. But quick as Chris had been, Henson was quicker.

There was quite an element of the farcical about it. In the brilliant light she could see Littimer's dark, bitter face and the helpless amazement on the strong features of Hatherly Bell. And, meanwhile, the man who had brought the impossible situation about was calmly sleeping after his strenuous exertions. Chris smiled to herself as she thought out her brilliant coup.

In that case there would be no object in concealing my presence here. I wonder " He paused and touched the pure white brow with his fingers. At the same moment Enid came into the room. She panted like one who has run fast and far. "Well," she whispered, "is she better, better or Hatherly, read this." The last words were so low that Bell hardly heard them.

"'No, said Fred Hatherly, looking up at the hatchment; 'I'm blessed if you do, old gentleman.

"He's Sir Frederick now, and has, or had, one of the finest fortunes in England, for a commoner; the most of it is gone now. Well, when he heard of his governor's death, he was in Paris, but he went off to Hatherly as fast as special train and post-horses would carry him, and got there just in time for the funeral.

And Hatherly Bell is with her, and you understand?" "Yes," said David. A vivid flash of understanding had come to him. "Bell shall do as I tell him. Come along." "Hold him up, dear doggies," Enid murmured. "Hold him up and I'll love both of you for ever." David Steel followed his guide with the feelings of the man who has given himself over to circumstances.

"The knowledge is as general as the spiriting away of the Gainsborough Duchess." "Quite so. Well, the man who stole the Rembrandt was Dr. Hatherly Bell. He stole it that he might pay a gambling debt, and it was subsequently found in his luggage before he could pass it on to the purchaser. I am glad you mentioned it, because the name of Bell is not exactly a favourite at the castle."

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