A moment
later Henson came into the room, ostentatiously studying a Bradshaw.
"And where are you going?" Littimer asked. "Why do you all abandon me?
Reginald, do you mean to say that you are going to refuse me the light of
your countenance?"
"Is Dr. Bell going, too?" Henson asked, with just a suggestion of
uneasiness. "I mean--er--"
"Business," Bell said. "I came here at great personal
inconvenience. And you?"
"London," Henson replied. "A meeting to-day that I cannot get out of. A
couple of letters by this morning's post have decided me."
Chris said nothing; she appeared to be quite indifferent until she had a
chance to speak to Bell alone. She looked a little anxious.
"He has found out about Van Sneck," she said. "Truly he is a marvellous
man! And he had no letters this morning. I opened the post-bag
personally. But I'm glad he's going, because I shall have James Merritt
all to myself."
CHAPTER XXXIX
THE FASCINATION OF JAMES MERRITT
On the whole Mr. James Merritt, ex-convict and now humanitarian, was
enjoying himself immensely. He did not sleep at the castle, for Lord
Littimer drew the line there, but he contrived to get most of his meals
under that hospitable roof, and spent a deal of time there.
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