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Seton's hand fastened like a vise on to Kerry's shoulder, and: "Merciful God!" he whispered; "what was it? Who was it?" "If it wasn't a spirit it was a woman," replied Kerry hoarsely; "and a woman very near to her end." "Kerry!"
Nellie Seton's cool, soft hands fell lightly on his head Nellie's soft, gentle voice spoke: "Charley, you are to leave us for a little, and lie down. You must have some rest, be it ever so short; and you have had nothing to eat, I believe all day; you will let me prepare something, and take it, and go to your room." She spoke to him coaxingly, almost as she might to a child.
And then Merefleet," glancing up at him, "will you fetch some water?" Merefleet went as desired. When he returned, Mab was lying forward in Seton's arms, crying as he had never seen any woman cry before. And Seton was stroking her hair in silence. Merefleet set down the water noiselessly, and went softly out into the summer dusk.
Both young ladies bowed both looked each other full in the face genuine admiration in Miss Seton's keen, jealous scrutiny in Lady Catheron's. She saw a girl of two or three and twenty, under-sized and rather plump, with a face which in point of beauty would not for one instant compare with her own or Trixy's either. But it was such a thoroughly good face.
"You cannot be quite so hard-hearted as you try to seem, Mr. Aynesworth," she said quietly. "I want to ask you a question. You must answer it? You don't know how much it means to me. You are Sir Wingrave Seton's secretary; you have access to all his papers. Have you seen any letters of mine? Do you know if he still has any in his possession?"
The place belonged to Charlie Bryant. So he pushed on. As he rode he thought of Kate Seton's determination to absent herself during the critical events about to happen in the village. On the whole he was pleased with her decision. Somehow he felt he understood her feelings. The grip of her superstition had left him more understanding of her desire to get away.
He turned his cool regard upon Chief Inspector Kerry, twirling the cord of his monocle about one finger. "I may remark, Inspector Kerry for I understand this to be your name that your conduct of the inquiry is not always characterised by the best possible taste." Kerry rolled chewing-gum, meeting Seton's gaze with a stare intolerant and aggressive.
Merefleet, though he had become a privileged acquaintance, was still wholly unenlightened with regard to the circumstances which had brought her to the place under Seton's escort. As time went on, it struck Merefleet that these two were a somewhat incongruous couple.
My Kenneth yes, he was mine after all." Some little time passed. In the quiet country place whither, sorely against Seton's desires, Mrs. Medway had betaken herself for "change," she heard no mention of Major Graham's death. One or two friends casually alluded to it in their letters as "very sad," but that was all. And Anne was glad of it.
"You will all be good enough to stay where you are," he said. He directed the aggressive stare in Seton's direction. "And if the gentleman smoking a cheroot is not satisfied that he has quite destroyed any clue perceptible by the sense of smell I should be glad to send out for some fireworks."
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