Jasher, who was attired in a tea-gown and who looked
bewildered.
"What are you talking about, my dear?" she said, as Lucy led her
towards the arbor. "I declare I was ever so much astonished,
when Jane told me that you wished to speak to me. I was just
writing a letter to the lawyer who has my poor brother's property
in hand, announcing my engagement to the Professor. Mr. Hope?
You here also. Well, I'm sure."
Lucy grew impatient at all this babble.
"Did you not hear what I said, Mrs. Jasher?" she cried irritably.
"Can't you use your eyes? Look! The green mummy is in your
arbor."
"The--green--mummy--in--my--arbor," repeated Mrs. Jasher,
like a child learning words of one syllable, and staring at the
black object before which the three were standing.
"As you see," said Archie abruptly. "How did it come here?"
He spoke harshly. Of course, it was absurd to accuse Mrs. Jasher
of knowing anything about the matter, since she had been writing
letters. Still, the fact remained that a mummy, which had been
thieved from a murdered man, was in her arbor, and naturally she
was called upon to explain.
Some suspicion in his tone struck the little woman, and she
turned on him with indignation.
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