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O'Neil is an astute lawyer and a shrewd judge of character; he has known the Trents for many years, and he already looks upon Gerald Trent as a son. 'And Mr. O'Neil where is he? 'Abroad at present; it is to be regretted now. I took up the paper and re-read the account of young Trent's disappearance; and Miss Jenrys dropped her head upon her hand, and seemed to be studying the case.
No one had seen her go, no one had noticed her. He got into a panic, and motored back to the Trents', arriving there just before dinner. Mrs. Trent, tired and cross after a wet picnic, had, of course, read Meg's note, thought it very casual of the girl and was justly incensed.
As the meal proceeded, Anthony noted that she grew less haggard. The tears still hung on her eyelashes, but the eyes themselves were a thought less tragic. When Hannah came for the tray she gave a grunt of satisfaction at the sight of the egg-shell and the empty plates. "Now," said Anthony, "we must thresh this subject out and settle what's to be done. I suppose you left a message for the Trents.
A friend of Miss Ross." Lady Pen turned and looked hard at him. "Oh dear, yes; she's rather a pal of mine. I knew her long before I met her at the Ross's. Why, I knew her when she was companion at the Trents, poor little devil." "Did she have a bad time there? Weren't they nice to her?" "At first they were nice enough, but afterwards it was rotten. Clever little thing she is, but poor as a rat.
If you said you were going to your father, perhaps the best thing you can do is to go to him, and write to the Trents from there. I hope you didn't inform him of your intention?" "No," she faltered. "I was to write to him just before we sailed ... But you may be perfectly sure the Trents will find out ... He will probably go back there to look for me ... I expect he is awfully puzzled."
Meg put her elbows on the table and leaned her sharp little chin on her two hands while she held Jan's eyes with hers. "For nine long years, except that time with the Trents, I've been teaching, teaching, teaching, and I'm sick of teaching. I'd rather sweep a crossing." "Yet you teach so well; you know the little boys adored you." "I love children and they usually like me.
"Oh, don't let us go into all that to-night," Lady Mary implored, "if what you have to say has anything to do with what you told me before dinner." "It has and it hasn't. One thing I've decided is that I've got to tell the Trents they are liars; and the other thing is that, though I disapprove with all my strength of the game Miles is playing, I believe that little girl is square...."
The tavern was never opened, for about this time Lincoln and Berry were challenged to sell out to a pair of vagrant brothers named Trent, who, as they had no idea of paying, were willing to give their notes to any amount. They soon ran away, and Berry expired, extinguished in rum. Lincoln was thus left loaded with debts, and with no assets except worthless notes of Berry and the Trents.
I could never trust anyone else as I do you." "I am getting to manage them," Meg said proudly; "but just to-day I must tell you it was rather horrid we came face to face with the Trents in the Baby's Walk. Mrs. Trent and Lotty, the second girl, the big, handsome one and he evidently knows them...." "Who evidently knows them?" "Captain Middleton, silly! But you can imagine how they glared at me.
Meg opened her eyes and turned crimson. Had the outspoken Lady Pen said anything about her hair, she wondered. Miles, noting the sudden blush, put it down to Lady Pen's knowledge of what had happened at the Trents, and the miserable feelings of doubt and apprehension came surging back. "She's quite lovely," said Meg. "A bit too much on the big side, don't you think?" "I admire big women."