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"It is a large house," Miss Ingate ventured, against the silent intimidation of the place. "One o' them rich uns," said the guardian. "She lends it to the Cause when she doesn't want it herself, to show her sympathy. Saves her a caretaker they all know I'm one to look right well after a house."
Tommy and Nick and Miss Ingate were at once on terms of cordial informality; but the Americans seemed to be a little diffident before the companion. Their voices, at the introduction, had reinforced the surprise of their first glances. "Oh! Mrs. Moncreiff!" The slightest insistence, no more, on the "Mrs."! Nothing said, but evidently they had expected somebody else!
Still, I was vehy much struck by what someone said to me to-day that you'd be vehy sorry if women did get the vote. I think I should be sorry, too you know what I mean." "Perfectly," ejaculated Rosamund, with a pleasant smile. "I hope I'm not skidding," said Miss Ingate still more timidly, but also with a sardonic giggle, looking round into the gloom.
"Are you?" murmured Audrey, with an air of surprised superiority. But in secret Audrey felt just as relieved as Miss Ingate, despite the fact that, her mother being prostrate, she was the mistress of the situation, and could have ordered Mr. Cowl to leave, with the certainty of being obeyed.
But the official merely walked away, to deal with the trunks of somebody else close by. Audrey was cross. "Miss Ingate," she said formally, "you had the key when we started, because you showed it to me. You can't possibly have lost it." "No," answered Winnie calmly and knowingly. "I haven't lost it. But I'm not going to have the things in my trunk thrown about for all these foreigners to see.
And when he had finished he casually remarked, in the classic legal phrase: "It isn't worth the paper it's written on." Then he sat down again, and his neat paunch resumed its niche between his legs. He knew that he had made a tremendous effect. "But but " Miss Ingate began. "Not worth the paper it's written on," he repeated.
And I stood outside while Miss Ingate woke up Mr. Aguilar. It was soon all right." "I must say Aguilar was vehy reasonable," said Miss Ingate. "Vehy reasonable. And he's got a great spite against my dear Inspector Keeble. He suggested everything. He never asked any questions, so I told him. You do, you know.
It's a horrid thing to say, but I never was so glad about anything as I was at leaving the Spatts. I didn't tell them where I was going, and they didn't ask. I'm sure the poor things were very relieved to have me go. Miss Ingate tells me to-day she's heard they've both resigned from the Union. Mr. Spatt went up to London on purpose to do it. And can you be surprised?"
In the deep depression of the day following the funeral the village could still say to itself: "Romance and excitement are not yet over, for the key of the Moze safe is lost, and the will is in the safe!" The village did not know that there were two keys to the safe and that they were both lost. Nobody knew that except Audrey and Miss Ingate and Mr. Cowl. The official key was lost because Mr.
She considered that Tommy, with her red hair and freckles, and strange glances and strange tones full of a naughty and malicious sweetness, was even more peculiar than Miss Ingate. But she was not intimidated by them nor by the illustrious Monsieur Dauphin, so perfectly master of his faculties. Rather she was exultant in the contagion of their malice.
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