er garments awry with the passion of her movements, she yet made his
heart stand still, as, with a sullen look at those about her, she rushed
into the room prepared for her use and slammed the door behind her with a
quick cry of mingled rage and relief. For with all these drawbacks of
manner and appearance she was the living picture of Georgian; so like
her, indeed, that he could well understand now the shock which his
darling received when, in the unconsciousness of possessing a living
sister, she had encountered in street or store, or wherever they had
first met, this living reproduction of herself.
"No wonder she became confused as to her duty," he muttered. "I even feel
myself becoming confused as to mine."
"Bring me up something to eat," he now heard this latest comer shout from
her doorway. "I don't want tea and I don't want soup; I want meat, meat.
And I shan't go down afterward, either. I'm going to stay right here.
I've seen enough of people I don't know. And of my sister too. She was
cross to me because I hated the coach and wanted to walk, and she shan't
come into my room till I tell her to. Don't forget; it's meat I want,
just meat and something sweet. Pudding's good."
All shocking to Mr. Ransom's taste, but more so to his heart. For
notwithstanding the coarseness of the expressions, the voice was
Georgian's and laden with a hundred memories.
He was still struggling with the agitation of this discovery when he
heard Mrs. Deo give another tap on his wife's door. This time it was
unlocked and pushed softly open, and through the crack thus made some
whispered orders were given. These seemed to satisfy Mrs. Deo, for she
called the maid to her and together they hurried down the hall to a rear
staircase, communicating with the kitchen. This was fortunate for him,
for if they had turned his way he would have had to issue from his room
and take open part in the excitement of the moment.
A few minutes of quiet now supervened. During these he decided that if
he must keep up this watch--and nothing now could deter him from doing
so--he must take a position consistent with his assumed character.
Detection by Georgian was what he now feared. Whatever happened, she must
not get the smallest glimpse of him or be led by any indiscretion on his
part to suspect his presence under the same roof as herself. Yet he must
see all, hear all that was possible to him. For this a continuance of the
present conditions, an open
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