"And where is this same telegraphic office?" asked
Buchanan, cautiously.
"I'll drive you over there presently," responded Raymond, grimly.
"There'll be nothing doing here to-day. As Dr. West was a near
neighbor of the family, his death suspends our pleasure-seeking
until after the funeral."
Mr. Buchanan moved away. Captain Carroll and Garnier drew nearer
the speaker. "I trust it will not withdraw from us the society of
Miss Saltonstall," said Garnier, lightly--"at least, that she will
not be inconsolable."
"She did not seem to be particularly sympathetic with Dr. West the
other day," said Captain Carroll, coloring slightly with the
recollection of the morning in the summer-house, yet willing, in
his hopeless passion, even to share that recollection with his
rival. "Did you not think so, Monsieur Garnier?"
"Very possibly; and, as Miss Saltonstall is quite artless and
childlike in the expression of her likes and dislikes," said
Raymond, with the faintest touch of irony, "you can judge as well
as I can."
Garnier parried the thrust lightly. "You are no kinder to our
follies than you are to the grand passions of these gentlemen.
Confess, you frightened them horribly. You are---what is called--a
bear--eh? You depreciate in the interests of business."
Raymond did not at first appear to notice the sarcasm. "I only
stated," he said, gravely, "that which these gentlemen will find
out for themselves before they are many hours older.
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