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Lyle, with a quickness beyond his years, seemed to have divined her thoughts, and his gentle temper was roused into passion. "I will kill Bob, I will! Never mind him, sweet, dear, beautiful Miss Rothesay; I love you, and I hate him." "Hush! Lyle, hush! that is wrong." And then she was silent. The little boy stood by her side, his face still burning with indignation. Soon Olive's trouble subsided.
Olive, sitting with her eyes cast down, was some time before she became conscious that she was watched long and earnestly, but by an innocent watcher her "little knight" as he had dubbed himself, Lyle Derwent. His face looked out from the ivy-leaves at the top of the wall. Soon he had leaped down, and was kneeling at her feet, just like a young lover in a romance.
"What would you advise me to do now?" Lyle asked wistfully, but with slight hesitation. "What would be the best course for me to take?"
"'Why in the name of common sense, he cried, 'should I have chosen that moment of all others to send my brother back to the grave! For a moment the Inspector did not answer him. I do not know if any of you gentlemen are acquainted with Inspector Lyle, but if you are not, I can assure you that he is a very remarkable man.
"Ride hard to the railroad, and don't return without a doctor from Winnipeg. I wish to hear no excuses or explanations. Every moment is precious go!" I went, much as did the others, and found Lyle who looked very shamefaced fumbling with his saddle cinch outside. "It's an unfortunate business, but of course we never expected such a sending heaven forbid!" he said.
It was a bitter night when Harry and I rode into the red glow of light that beat out through the windows of Lone Hollow, the furthest outlying farm of the Carrington group, where, now that the last bushel of his wheat had been sold in Winnipeg, Raymond Lyle was celebrating a bounteous harvest.
"But how did I ever come to live here with these people?" inquired Lyle, a new fear dawning in her eyes, "do you suppose they were hired to take me?" "No, never," said Miss Gladden, "as nearly as we can judge, you must have been stolen." "And do you think my own parents are now living?" she asked.
That leather bag of his, I fear, would get rather heavy before we got back, and probably Oliver and Lyle would dispute the honor of carrying it for him. Leonardo was once engaged by Cesare Borgia to fortify the kingdom of Romagna. It was a brand-new kingdom, presented to the young man by Pope Alexander the Sixth.
Lyle, as was her custom, dropped upon a low seat beside her friend, but was silent. "Are you looking backward or forward, to-night, Lyle?" asked Miss Gladden, taking the lovely face in both her hands, and gazing into the beautiful eyes.
It was about one o'clock in the morning, while we were still there, that Inspector Lyle and the officers from Scotland Yard came to arrest Lord Arthur on the charge of murdering his brother. You can imagine our dismay and distress.
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