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She set her lips with cruel obstinacy and shook her head She had her

idea, her completed plan At thatlike a pair of private detectives, saw a o up the steps helping himself with a thick

stick, and knock at the door Who could he be?

He was one of Miss de Barral's

in water-colours, having read in a high-class woreatthat

art This was the water-colour ; and the teacher, a veteran of

many exhibitions, of a venerable and jovial aspect, had turned up with

his usual punctuality He was no great reader ofpapers, and

even had he seen the news it is very likely he would not have understood

its real purport At any rate he turned up, as the governess expected

hih the fateful door

He bowed cordially to the lady in charge of Miss de Barral's education,

whoood-looking

but soraciously:

"Flora is already waiting for you in the drawing-room"