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Updated: May 14, 2025
But Tavia was positive in declaring that the blaze came from the far corner of the room, whereas the stove was directly at her side. This was also indicated by a map which Mr. French produced, and upon which Tavia marked the various spots where the bench stood, where the marble slab with the stove was situated, and where the bottle appeared to come from a far corner of the slab.
And Ralph thinks perhaps there was some little girl in Miles' story, a daughter maybe and he suggested that I try my influence with Miles." "Did he cry like a baby over you?" teased Tavia, with poor appreciation of her friend's efforts to help along the Liquor Crusade. "Now please, Tavia, don't be absurd. There is something wonderfully winning about Mr. Burlock." "Of course there is.
Then how that woman in black looked at Tavia when they entered the train for home! She had to take the same train to get back from town; that was easily understood, as few trains passed in and out to the city, even in holiday time. But why did she sit opposite them again? And Tavia was sure she just wanted to confess about the ring.
Her name was Pumfret. Yes, that was it. I always thought it such a queer name, and many a time saw it written by the captain on his letters home." "And was he killed?" asked Tavia. "Do you suppose it is his ghost that haunts the castle?" This provoked a very gale of laughter, even little Roger considering it a great joke that Tavia should take the matter so seriously.
Dorothy laughed at Tavia's attempt to cover up the experience with her joke. She knew Tavia did not really want to use common slang, but understood her way of teasing and jesting under pretense that Dorothy would be shocked and give her a "good scolding."
It did seem that the privilege of carrying freight personally was being abused, for old and young were simply bending down under the weight of the stuff for which they struggled to find room in the passenger coaches. "That would simply spoil my vacation," Dorothy reflected. "It seems to me each season evolves some new sort of hamper to be hampered with." "Doro!" It was Tavia! "Oh, hello Tavia.
"There certainly is something," admitted Cologne. "It has straight black hair," exclaimed Dorothy, "and it does look fierce!" "What shall we do?" asked Cologne. "Jack will not be back until night." "And if we take our eyes off it we run the risk of having it under the bed to-night," said Tavia.
"Don't shoot dis niggah!" pleaded Tavia, actually making for the ladder. Dorothy went over to the open window and put the rifle to her shoulder. She pulled the trigger. There was no discharge. Not satisfied with one trial she worked the rifle until there was positively no possibility of any load being in the weapon. "There, that's clean," she said. "Now for the cartridge."
"Yep," replied Tavia; "and it was a nice one, too dark, didn't show " "Tavia!" exclaimed Dorothy warningly, for Tavia usually kept Dorothy busy correcting her possibly impolite speeches. "All right, Doro. It simply was 'a nice one, and when I dropped it I knew perfectly well that I would 'bust' something." "Did you?" asked Roger, not noticing Tavia's slang.
His handsome face showed the signs of his days and nights of anxiety, and he was not entirely relieved since there was even now no clew to Tavia. "Let's go up the river," he suggested. "At least Dorothy is safe, and we can leave her, but Tavia " "I could not stay indoors," declared Dorothy. "I should go to pieces! The only thing that will save me is action. Let me help look for Tavia!"
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