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And he saw, even as he was uttering the lying words, a look of intense relief come over Varick's face. "But to my mind Miss Brabazon evidently saw the rare phenomenon known as a materialization. Miss Bubbles was lying asleep in the confessional which is almost exactly opposite the door through which one enters the hall from the house side, thus the necessary conditions were present."
Haven't you sometimes looked at a thing and thought it something quite different from what it really was?" "Yes, I have," acknowledged Pegler reluctantly. "And of course, the lighting was very bad. Some of the people hope that Mr. Varick's going to bring electric light into the village d'you think he'll do that, ma'am?" "No," said Miss Farrow decidedly. "I shouldn't think there's a hope of it.
She had never met three of the people who were coming to-night a Mr. and Miss Burnaby, an old-fashioned and, she gathered, well-to-do brother and sister, and their niece, Helen Brabazon. Miss Brabazon had been an intimate friend, Miss Farrow understood the only really intimate friend, of Lionel Varick's late wife.
"I think Sir Lyon could manage to stay on too, if you ask him." Helen smiled guilelessly at her host. "I saw him just now. He and Dr. Panton were taking Span round to the kitchen, and when I said I was staying on, Sir Lyon said he thought he could stay on too, just till Saturday morning." Blanche could not forbear giving a covert glance of triumph at Varick's surprised and annoyed face.
"No," she said. "I haven't exactly seen anything. But well, the truth is, Miss Farrow, that I do feel sometimes as if Wyndfell Hall was haunted by the spirit of my poor friend Milly, Mr. Varick's wife. Perhaps I feel as I do because, of course, I know that this strange and beautiful old house was once her home. It's pathetic, isn't it, to see how very little remains of her here?
Varick's friend hesitated a moment, then answered at last, "I think she had about twenty thousand pounds at least I know that that sum was mentioned in the Times list of wills." The other was startled disagreeably startled. She had understood, from something Lionel had said to her, that he now had five thousand a year. "This place must be worth a good deal," she observed.
But the chef and I decided that we would ask you, ma'am, if it is for your convenience that we leave early to-morrow?" "Anything that Mr. Varick has arranged with you will suit me," she said quickly. "As a matter of fact, I think he would like you to leave by the train I shall be going by myself." As the man turned away she looked down at Varick's letter.
Whether a sentient being or not had appeared to Helen Brabazon, there could be no doubt that what had just happened would make the course of Varick's wooing more arduous. He was ashamed to find that this conviction made him suddenly feel oddly light-hearted almost, so he told himself, a young man again!
And Panton did think it very jolly of Varick to have left his guests, and come all this way through the cold to meet him. It was good of him, too, to have let him bring his dog. As they drove slowly through the picturesque High Street of the famous town, Varick's friend looked about him with keen interest and enjoyment.
Was there really something Eastern about her appearance? He would never have thought it but for those few words of Varick's. Many English girls have that clear olive complexion, those large, shadowy dark eyes, which yet can light up into daring, fun, and mischief. But, alas! the story of Span even this early chapter of the story of his stay at Wyndfell Hall had not a happy ending.
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