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Updated: May 14, 2025
By the window in a wheeled chair sat a small figure crouched so low that had she not known it could be no one else, Tory would scarcely have recognized her. Since her night and Kara's together on the hillside only a week had gone by. Could one week have altered Kara's appearance and her nature? Her impulse to go toward the figure and gather her in her arms, Tory carefully repressed.
The place had been thoroughly searched for information and not a line had been discovered save the slip of paper with Kara's name, "Katherine Moore." Outside on the veranda Tory did not sit down at once. She could see some one approaching toward the camp down the long path. Edith Linder was probably returning. It was, perhaps, as well.
She had no appearance of physical strength and yet her vitality was probably as great. She looked admiringly at the other girl. "Edith is splendid. She knows more of cooking and practical things than any girl in camp. She was trying to teach me to cook and we were together a good deal of the time before Kara's accident.
Some day she hoped that Lucy might altogether forget the Gray House and think of herself as her own and Mr. Hammond's child. At last Sheila Mason had ceased her talk with Mr. Fenton and Miss Frean. She turned toward the center of the room, looking as if she wished to ask Mr. and Mrs. Hammond to say farewell. Then the interest in Kara's face and in Mr. Hammond's words forbade the interruption.
"In my observation of the house, whilst I was waiting for Kara to depart, I had noticed that there were two distinct telephone wires running down to the roof. I guessed, rather than knew, that one of these telephones was a private wire and, knowing something of Kara's fear, I presumed that that wire would lead to a police office, or at any rate to a guardian of some kind or other.
Your father had given you permission to work at your painting and drawing in the summer time, provided you gave your time and energy to your school in the winter. You have not shown me a new drawing since Kara's accident. "Then, don't you suppose the other girls miss having you with them on some of their excursions?
A little cloud passed over Kara's face, but it was only momentary. "Oh, Brown," he said, airily, with just a perceptible pause between the two words. "It used to be Smith," said T. X., "but no matter. His name is really Poropulos." "Oh, Poropulos," said Kara gravely, "I dismissed him a long time ago." "Pensioned hire, too, I understand," said T. X.
Conscious of the wall between herself and her companion, Tory was aware that she was talking of trivialities until the moment when Kara would admit her inside her closed citadel. How long before she would speak a second time? Walking over toward Kara, Tory took a low seat beside the wheeled chair. With a swift gesture of affection she placed a square book on Kara's lap.
Hammond aware of Kara's departure to town than he requested permission to have the floor of the old cabin removed and the search begun. Kara was not to be told of the effort until the work was accomplished. Not one chance in a thousand, Mr. Hammond agreed, that any trace of Kara's past history be located here, therefore she had best not be excited or worried until the task was finished.
"And yet," said T. X., contemplating the burning end of his cigarette, "you know her well enough to hold her promissory note." "Promissory note?" asked the other. His tone was one of involuntary surprise and T. X. swore softly to himself for now he saw the faintest shade of relief in Kara's face. The Commissioner realized that he had committed an error he had been far too definite.
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