Prev | Current Page 30 | Next

Phillpotts, Eden, 1862-1960

"The Red Redmaynes"

I have communicated with headquarters and, being free at
this moment, can devote myself wholly to the problem."
"Perhaps it was selfish to ask you in your holidays," she said.
"But, somehow, I felt--"
"Think nothing whatever of that. I hope that what lies before us may
not take very long. And now I will listen to you. There is no need
to tell me anything about what has happened at Foggintor. I shall
hear all about that later in the day. You will do well now to let me
know everything bearing upon it that went before this sad affair;
and if you can throw the least light of a nature to guide me and
help my inquiry, so much the better."
"I can throw no light at all," she said. "It has come like a
thunderbolt and I still find my mind refusing to accept the story
that they have brought to me. I cannot think about it--I cannot bear
to think about it; and if I believed it, I should go mad. My husband
is my life."
"Sit down and give me some account of yourself and Mr. Pendean. You
cannot have been married very long.


Pages:
18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42