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"Lady Heyburn and myself have been this girl's best friends; but now I must speak openly, in defence of the allegation she is making against me." "Yes, speak!" urged Sir Henry. "Speak and tell me the truth." "It is a painful truth, Sir Henry; would that I were not compelled to make such a charge. Your daughter deliberately killed a young girl named Edna Bryant.
Yes, he loved her, and would think no ill of her until he had proof, actual and indisputable. As far as the eligibility of Walter Murie was concerned there was no question. Even Lady Heyburn could not deny it when she discussed the matter over the tea-cups with her intimate friends. The family of the Muries of Connachan claimed a respectable antiquity.
"I'll start to-morrow, and rest assured that I'll keep a very good eye upon the young gentleman. You now know the painful truth concerning your daughter the truth which Lady Heyburn has told you so often, and which you have never yet heeded." "Yes, Flockart," answered the afflicted man, taking his guest's hand in warm friendship.
Into the newly decorated room, with its original Adams ceiling, its dead-white panelling and antique overmantel, shone the morning sun, weak and yellow as it always is in London in the spring-time. Lady Heyburn, dressed in a smart walking-gown of grey, pushed her fluffy fair hair from her brow, while upon her face was an expression which told of combined fear and anger. Her visitor was surprised.
They had been boy and girl together; therefore what more natural than that they should be friends in later life? In her schooldays Gabrielle knew practically nothing of this man; but now she had returned to be her father's companion she had met him, and had bitter cause to hate both him and Lady Heyburn. It was her own secret. She kept it to herself.
Hamilton had recognised you as Gerlach, and you therefore formed a plot to get rid of him and throw the crime upon my poor unfortunate daughter, even though she was scarcely more than a child. In all probability, Lady Heyburn, in telling the girl the story regarding Murie and Miss Bryant, believed it, and if so she would also suspect my daughter to be the actual criminal."
We have been so tricked that we have been actually summoned here and our identity disclosed!" The five monarchs of finance stood staring at each other in absolute silence. "Well, you and your friend Felix have placed me in a very pleasant position, haven't you?" asked Lady Heyburn of Flockart, who had just entered the green-and-white morning-room at Park Street.
The effect produced upon us was appalling. All was so sudden, so tragic, so horrible! "Lady Heyburn was the first to speak. 'Gabrielle, she said, 'what have you done? You have carried out the secret revenge which in your letter you threatened! I saw myself trapped. Those people had some motive in killing the girl and placing this crime upon myself!
"I meant to imply that if friendship only links you with Lady Heyburn, the chain may quite easily snap," he remarked. He looked at his friend, much puzzled. He could see no point in that observation. Krail read what was passing in the other's mind, and added, "I know, mon cher ami, that affection from her ladyship is entirely out of the question. The gossips are liars. And "
Men were fond of "Winnie Heyburn," as they called her, and always voted her "good fun." They pitied poor Sir Henry; but, after all, he was blind, and preferred his hobbies of collecting old seals and dusty parchment manuscripts to dances, bridge-parties, theatres, aero shows at Ranelagh, and suppers at the Carlton or Savoy.
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