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I've had all his private papers looked into and translated and in some cases decoded, because as you are probably aware his diaries and a great deal of his correspondence were in a code which called for the attention of experts." T. X. had not troubled himself greatly about Kara's private papers but had handed them over, in accordance with instructions, to the proper authorities. "Of course, Mr.
Never before could she recall wanting to see Kara so much and so little at the same time. Of the two children who had been Kara's special charges and her own favorites, only the boy remained. His eyes bluer and more wistful than formerly, Billy Duncan came forward to speak to Tory. He seemed older and thinner and less the cherub she remembered.
The first of the rooms she came to was well-furnished. There was a thick carpet on the floor, comfortable easy-chairs, a little bookcase well filled, and a reading lamp. This must be Kara's underground study, where he kept his precious papers. A smaller room gave from this and again it was doorless.
He sprang to his feet. "Belinda Mary!" he breathed, "Belinda Mary!" In a flash he saw it all. This girl with a knowledge of modern Greek, who was working in Kara's house, was there for a purpose. Kara had something of her mother's, something that was vital and which he would not part with, and she had adopted this method of securing that some thing. Mrs.
"Keep my fire going, put all my private letters in my bedroom, and see that Miss Holland has her lunch." Fisher followed him to his car, wrapped the fur rug about his legs, closed the door carefully and returned to the house. From thence onward his behaviour was somewhat extraordinary for a well-bred servant. That he should return to Kara's study and set the papers in order was natural and proper.
And what a place to be shut up in when one was ill! For Kara's sake Tory had endeavored to view this room with Kara's eyes. Kara loved it and the old Gray House that had sheltered her since babyhood, her refuge when apparently deserted by the parents she had never known. Victoria Drew was an artist.
The Greek was white to the lips, but not a muscle of his face moved. "Will you also swear," continued T. X. inexorably, "that you did not stand at the corner of what is known as Mitre's Lot and re-enter a gate near to the side where your car was, and that you did not watch the whole tragedy?" "I'd swear to that," Kara's voice was strained and cracked.
And she meant more than ordinary breeding. She was under the impression that Kara revealed rare tact and sweetness in a difficult situation. Now and then she considered that her attitude bore a quality of high courage. But not until after Kara's accident was Miss Fenton convinced that courage was the characteristic that lay behind her other attributes.
After Grace's death Kara went away suddenly and I was left to the tender mercy of this man. Evidently he had been given a fairly free hand. The principal object of Kara's hate being dead, he took little further interest in me, or else wearied of his hobby. Salvolio began his persecutions by reducing my diet. Fortunately I ate very little.
The way had been difficult with Kara helpless. With their arms forming a kind of basket chair and Kara's arms about their necks, Donald and Lance had moved slowly down the hillside. Once Tory became aware that Lance looked almost as ill and exhausted as Kara herself.
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