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Something snapped inside his brain. Everything was different. Mr. and Mrs. Elliott, with shrieks of terror, were moving to the pantry-door far at the other end. Confusedly he saw Julia try to force herself toward him; saw her half come, heard his name on her lips.
Then I saw them returning together, through that pantry-door which she had left unbolted, though locked when she went out by another egress, and which the man, who returned with her, readily unlocked with the duplicate key he carried, not by my father's permission. This last I knew. Now the scene was changed to the dining-room.
She heard the pantry-door swing open, a scuffle, the rattle of a tin pan, and in wild despair she rushed into the kitchen and pulled up the gas. Her husband's arm slowly unwound from Gedney's neck, and he stood there very still, first in amazement, then with pain dawning in his face. "My golly!" he said in bewilderment, and then repeated: "My GOLLY!"
Scudder opened the pantry-door and put an end to this mysterious conversation, which had already so affected Miss Prissy, that, in the eagerness of her interest, she had rubbed up her cap border and ribbon into rather an elfin and goblin style, as if they had been ruffled up by a breeze from the land of spirits; and she flew around for a few moments in a state of great nervous agitation, upsetting dishes, knocking down plates, and huddling up contrary suggestions as to what ought to be done first, in such impossible relations that Mrs.
"'Huldy, says the minister one day, 'you ain't experienced out doors; and, when you want to know any thing, you must come to me. "'Yes, sir, says Huldy. "'Now, Huldy, says the parson, 'you must be sure to save the turkey-eggs, so that we can have a lot of turkeys for Thanksgiving. "'Yes, sir, says Huldy; and she opened the pantry-door, and showed him a nice dishful she'd been a savin' up.
I am provoked, for some reasons, that he should have been sent away to-day. Fortunately, I bolted the pantry-door myself, before I came to bed last night," I murmured, "and the front door is self-fastening. The house was well secured, at least, by night." "How long did Morton remain absent?" I asked, recommencing my system of cross-questions, very abruptly.
"Long life to Evans!" thought Christian, seating herself, like the cat, on the edge of the table, and entering upon the cocoa. "Miss Christian!" a raven-croak came through a slit of the pantry-door; "keep off the Carmodys' land! Mind now what I'm tellin' you!" The slit ceased. "Thank you for the cocoa, Evans, but why must I?" called Christian, in a breath.
After a moment of thought, or what in his orbicular shining features he fancied passed for thought, he said, "I seem to diwine, Mr. Saunders, that the Effinghams do not much intimate Sir George." Saunders looked out of the pantry-door to reconnoitre, and finding the sober quiet already described reigning, he opened a drawer, and drew forth a London newspaper.
"If you would have an inside bolt put upon the pantry-door, it would be best, Miss Miriam," he remarked; "that is, if your mind is really troubled about robbers. Then you could draw it yourself in my absence at night." "And who would let you in, in the morning, Franklin, if I did this? Our household would sleep until noon, were it not for your early summons, I verily believe."
Attend to the bolt, Franklin, at once; I am very sure of what I have said." And so the parley ended. I am certain that Mr. Bainrothe came no more by night to his treasure-cave, but there was a mocking smile on his lip when Evelyn told him, before me, some time later, that I had caused a bolt to be placed on the pantry-door, for fear of burglars that was significant to my mind.
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