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  “Iunderstand,“shesaid,“thatyouhavesomeparticularreasonfornotwishingMr。HameltoleaveSt。David’sHall。“

  Hesmiledbenignly。

  “Youdomyhospitableimpulsesfulljustice,dearEsther,“hedeclared。“SometimesIthinkthatyouunderstandmealmostaswellasyourdearmother。If,byanychance,Mr。HamelshouldchangehismindastotakinguphisresidenceattheTower,Ithinkyouwouldnotfindmeinanysenseofthewordanobdurateorexactingguardian。Comealong,Mr。Hamel。Thatseatoppositetousisquitecomfortable。Yousee,Iresignmyselftotheinevitable。Ihavecometofetchgolfershometoluncheon,andIcomposemyselftolisten。Whichofyouwillbegintheepicofmissedputtsandbrasseyshotswhichfailedbyafoottocarry?“

  Hamelsataloneupontheterrace,hisafternooncoffeeonasmalltableinfrontofhim。HiseyeswerefixeduponablackspeckattheendofthelevelroadwaywhichledtotheTower。Onlyafewminutesbefore,Mr。Fentolin,inhislittlecarriage,badshotoutfromthepassagebeneaththeterrace,onhiswaytotheTower。

  BehindhimcameMeekins,bendingoverhisbicycle。Hamelwatchedthembothwiththoughtfuleyes。Therewereseverallittleincidentsinconnectionwiththeirexpeditionwhichhescarcelyunderstood。

  Thentherecameatlastthesoundforwhichhehadbeenlistening,therustleofaskirtalongtheterracedway。Hamelturnedquicklyaround,halfrisingtohisfeet,andconcealinghisdisappointmentwithdifficulty。ItwasMrs。SeymourFentolinwhostoodthere,alittledogundereacharm;alargehat,gaywithflowers,uponherhead。Sheworepatentshoeswithhighheels,andwhitesilkstockings。Shehad,indeed,theairofbeingdressedforluncheonatafashionablerestaurant。Asshestoopedtosetthedogsdown,astrongwaftofperfumewasshakenfromherclothes。

  “Areyouentirelydeserted,Mr。Hamel?“sheasked。

  “Iam,“hereplied。“MissEstherwent,Ithink,tolookforyou。

  Myhost,“headded,pointingtotheblackspeckinthedistance,“beggedmetodefermyoccupationoftheTowerforanhourorso,andhasgonedowntheretocollectsomeofhistrifles。“

  Hereyesfollowedhisoutstretchedhand。Sheseemedtohimtoshiverforamoment。

  “Youreallymean,then,thatyouaregoingtoleaveus?“sheasked,acceptingthechairwhichhehaddrawnupclosetohis。

  Hesmiled。

  “Well,IscarcelycameonavisittoSt。David’sHall,didI?“heremindedher。“IthasbeendelightfullyhospitableofMr。Fentolintohaveinsisteduponmystayingonhereforthesefewdays,butI

  couldnotpossiblyinflictmyselfuponyouallforanunlimitedperiod。“

  Mrs。Fentolinsatquitestillforatime。Inabsoluterepose,ifonecouldforgethermassofunnaturallygoldenhair,theforcedandconstantsmile,thetooliberaluseofrougeandpowder,thenervousmotionsofherhead,itwaseasilytoberealisedthattherewerestillneglectedattractionsaboutherfaceandfigure。

  Only,inthesemomentsofrepose,anintenseandageingwearinessseemedtohavecreptintohereyesandface。Itwasasthoughshehaddroppedthemaskofincessantgaietyandpermittedaglimpseofherrealselftostealtothesurface。

  “Mr。Hamel,“shesaidquietly,“IdaresaythatevenduringthesefewdaysyouhaverealisedthatMr。Fentolinisaverypeculiarman。“

  “Ihavecertainlyobserved-eccentricities,“Hamelassented。

  “Mylife,andthelivesofmytwochildren,“shewenton,“isdevotedtothetaskofministeringtohishappiness。“

  “Isn’tthatratheraheavysacrifice?“heasked。Mrs。SeymourFentolinlookeddownthelong,narrowwayalongwhichMr。Fentolinhadpassed。Hewasoutofsightnow,insidetheTower。Somehoworother,thethoughtseemedtogivehercourageanddignity。Shespokedifferently,withoutnervousnessorhurry。

  “Toyou,Mr。Hamel,“shesaid,“itmayseemso。Wewhomakeitknowofitsnecessity。“

  Hebowedhishead。Itwasnotasubjectforhimtodiscusswithher。

  “Mr。Fentolinhaswhims,“shewenton,“violentwhims。Wealltrytohumourhim。HehashisownideasaboutGerald’sbringingup。

  Idonotagreewiththem,butwesubmit。Esther,too,suffers,perhapstoalessextent。Asforme,“-hervoicebrokealittle-“

  Mr。Fentolinlikespeoplearoundhimwhoarealwayscheerful。Heprefersevenacertainstyle-ofdress。I,too,havetodomylittleshare。“

  Hamel’sfacegrewdarker。

  “Hasiteveroccurredtoyou,“hedemanded,“thatMr。Fentolinisatyrant?“

  Sheclosedhereyesforamoment。

  “Therearereasons,“shedeclared,“whyIcannotdiscussthatwithyou。Hehasthesestrongfancies,anditisourtaskinlifetohumourthem。HehasonenowwithregardtotheTower,withregardtoyou。Youare,ofcourse,yourownmaster。Youcandoasyouchoose,andyouwilldoasyouchoose。NeitherInormychildrenhaveanyclaimuponyourconsideration。But,Mr。Hamel,youhavebeensokindthatIfeelmovedtotellyouthis。Itwouldmakeitverymucheasierforallofusifyouwouldgiveupthisschemeofyours,ifyouwouldstayonhereinsteadofgoingtoresideattheTower。“

  Hamelthrewawayhiscigarette。Hewasdeeplyinterested。

  “Mrs。Fentolin,“hesaid,“Iamgladtohaveyouspeaksoplainly。

  Letmeansweryouinthesamespirit。IamleavingthishousemainlybecauseIhaveconceivedcertainsuspicionswithregardtoMr。Fentolin。Idonotlikehim,Idonottrusthim,Idonotbelieveinhim。Therefore,Imeantoremovemyselffromtheburdenofhishospitality。Therearereasons,“hewenton,“whyIdonotwishtoleavetheneighbourhoodaltogether。TherearecertaininvestigationswhichIwishtomake。ThatiswhyIhavedecidedtogototheTower。“

  “Mileswasright,then!“shecriedsuddenly。“Youareheretospyuponhim!“

  Heturnedtowardsherswiftly。

  “Tospyuponhim,Mrs。Fentolin?Forwhatreason?Why?Isheacriminal,then?“

  Sheopenedherlipsandclosedthemagain。Therewasaslightfrownuponherforehead。Itwasobviousthatthewordhadunintentionallyescapedher。

  “Ionlyknowwhatitisthathecalledyou,whathesuspectsyouofbeing,“sheexplained。“Mr。Fentolinisveryclever,andheisgenerallyatworkuponsomething。Wedonotenquireintothepurposeofhislabours。TheonlythingIknowisthathesuspectsyouofwantingtostealoneofhissecrets。“

  “Secrets?Butwhatsecretshashe?“Hameldemanded。“Isheaninventor?“

  “Youaskmeidlequestions,“shesighed。“Wehavegone,perhaps,alittlefurtherthanIintended。Icametopleadwithyouforalloursakes,ifIcould,tomakethingsmorecomfortablebyremaininghereinsteadofinsistinguponyourclaimtotheTower。“

  “Mrs。Fentolin,“Hamelsaidfirmly。“IliketodowhatIcantopleaseandbenefitmyfriends,especiallythosewhohavebeenkindtome。Iwillbequitefrankwithyou。ThereisnothingyoucouldaskmewhichIwouldnotdoforyourdaughter’ssake-ifIwereconvincedthatitwasforhergood。“

  Mrs。SeymourFentolinseemedtobetremblingalittle。Herhandswerecrosseduponherbosom。

  “Youhaveknownherforsoshortatime,“shemurmured。

  Hamelsmiledconfidently。

  “Iwillnotwearyyou,“hesaid,“withtheusualtriteremarks。I

  willsimplytellyouthatthetimehasbeenlongenough。Iloveyourdaughter。“

  Mrs。Fentolinsatquitestill。Onlyinhereyes,fixedsteadilyseawards,therewasthelightofsomethingnew,asthoughsomenewthoughtwasstirringinherbrain。Herlipsmoved,althoughthesoundwhichcamewasalmostinaudible。

  “Whynot?“shemurmured,asthougharguingwithsomeunseencriticofherthoughts。“Whynot?“

  “Iamnotarichman,“Hamelwenton,“butIamfairlywelloff。

  Icouldaffordtobemarriedatonce,andIshouldlike-

  Sheturnedsuddenlyuponhimandgrippedhiswrist。

  “Listen,“sheinterrupted,“youareatraveller,areyounot?Youhavebeentodistantcountries,wherewhitepeoplegoseldom;

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