Brendon always comes home with me, and tonight both are away. “Oh,
Veronica!” she said, “to leave your home!”
She had been weeping. No
gentleman was ever called Thames, and Darrell is a gentleman, unless the whole
story of his being found in the river is a fabrication!"
"My dear, you forget—"
"No, Mr. Keeping hold of the doorhandle, she turned slowly. Ray Plote was most certainly feeling restless, what if
he had left the house for the evening? She needed to eat. But the letter, written in his son’s own hand, and
addressed to the Mother Abbess of the Convent of the Sisters of Wisdom near
Blaye in the district of Santonge, dated a little over five years previously,
exercised a powerful effect upon him. "To-morrow it will be mine.
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