Then
a third secretarial opening occurred and renewed her hopes again: a position as
amanuensis—with which some of the lighter duties of a nurse were combined—
to an infirm gentleman of means living at Twickenham, and engaged upon a
great literary research to prove that the “Faery Queen” was really a treatise upon
molecular chemistry written in a peculiar and picturesquely handled cipher. Miss Mary to the life, I said, and so she is. Don't feel fussed upon my account. "You mean, it doesn't
matter?"
"Poor Hoddy! When you were ill in Canton, out of your head, you babbled
words. ”
She said, knowing that his kindness was certainly not the
primary motivation for his magnum opus. There was a trader—a man who
bought copra and pearls. "Of course, there is a criminal element, but the percentage is no larger than that
in America or Europe. Perhaps she was. One
might suppose him turning up; he knew a lot of clever people, and some of them
might belong to the class. ”
“So you think. There was a gentle rustling of skirts. He remained standing by the
stem of the proa, his glance roving investigatingly. I had to go at a moment’s notice. But why do you ask?"
"Because—" stammered the boy. The unknown, previously so attractive, now presented another
face—blank.
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