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But I don't think I need alarm the Winstead people; you see, they don't read the Sunday papers; and, indeed, if I send a note now to Francie, she will get it the first thing in the morning. Linn," he continued, after a moment's hesitation, "are you too much upset by your own affairs to listen to a bit of news?
His partner, Colonel William Winstead Seaton, was by trade a printer, and his generous hand was ever ready to aid those of his fellow-craftsmen who were in destitute circumstances indeed, the superannuated compositors of the National Intelligencer always received "half pay."
Adelais, elate with dancing, chattered of this and that as her gray mare ambled homeward, but Roger was moody. Past Upton the road branched in three directions; here Master Darke caught the gray mare's bridle and turned both horses to the left. "Why, of whatever are you thinking!" the girl derided him. "Roger, this is not the road to Winstead!" He grinned evilly over his shoulder.
The Winstead people took apartments for themselves at a hotel in Half-Moon Street; but of course they spent nearly all their time in this sitting-room, where they could do little but listen to the reports of the doctors, and wait and hope. In the afternoon Mangan said, "Francie, you're not used to sitting in-doors all day; won't you come out for a little stroll in the Park over there?"
It was quick work; but she had accomplished the task that she had set herself to do. Flossy had a genius for intrigue. She reached East Winstead at seven, and found a cab at the station. The drive to St. Elizabeth's occupied twenty minutes longer than she had anticipated.
Once more silence fell between them; and the fire grinned wickedly at the mimic fire reflected by the old chest, as though it knew of a most entertaining secret. "Do you yet live at Winstead?" asked Sir John, half idly. "Yes," she answered; "in the old house. It is little changed, but there are many changes about." "Is Moll yet with you that did once carry our letters?"
"I did hear something of a school that she had been at," said Mrs. Wadsley, after a little reflection; "but where it was I could not exactly tell you. They were Sisters, I believe, who taught her Roman Catholics, very probably. 'St. Elizabeth's' that was the name of the school; but where it is to be found I am sure I cannot say." "At St. Elizabeth's, East Winstead?" said Mrs. Vane quickly.
They needn't be mentioned to anybody, nor need they worry you; I dare say I shall be able to get something more done; it will be all right. Only, if the Winstead people should come up, don't you say anything to them about these monetary affairs, or connect me with them; for it might put me into an awkward position you understand?"
"You see," said Mangan, "he's used to me; he doesn't mind my going in and out; but if he finds you have all come up from Winstead, he may be suddenly alarmed. Better wait until the crisis is over then you may take the place of the nurse whenever you like."
"Faith of God!" said Roger, in a flattish tone; "what was that?" For faintly there came the sound of one singing. Honor Brings a Padlock Adelais sprang to her feet. "A miracle!" she cried, her voice shaking. "Fulke, Fulke! to me, Fulke!" Master Darke hurried her struggling toward his horse. Darke was muttering curses, for there was now a beat of hoofs in the road yonder that led to Winstead.
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