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All I ask you is to keep your eyes open. You'll see what I mean."
The throb of the motor came through the open window, and Miss Howard
rose and moved to the door. John's voice sounded outside. With her hand on
the handle, she turned her head over her shoulder, and beckoned to me.
"Above all, Mr. Hastings, watch that devil--her husband!"
There was no time for more. Miss Howard was swallowed up in an eager
chorus of protests and good-byes. The Inglethorps did not appear.
As the motor drove away, Mrs. Cavendish suddenly detached herself from
the group, and moved across the drive to the lawn to meet a tall bearded
man who had been evidently making for the house. The colour rose in her
cheeks as she held out her hand to him.
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Who is that?" I asked sharply, for instinctively I distrusted the man.
That's Dr. Bauerstein," said John shortly.
And who is Dr. Bauerstein?"
He's staying in the village doing a rest cure, after a bad nervous breakdown.
He's a London specialist; a very clever man--one of the greatest living
experts on poisons, I believe."
"
And he's a great friend of Mary's," put in Cynthia, the irrepressible.
John Cavendish frowned and changed the subject.
Come for a stroll, Hastings. This has been a most rotten business. She
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always had a rough tongue, but there is no stauncher friend in England
than Evelyn Howard."
He took the path through the plantation, and we walked down to the village
through the woods which bordered one side of the estate.
As we passed through one of the gates on our way home again, a pretty
young woman of gipsy type coming in the opposite direction bowed and
smiled.
"
That's a pretty girl," I remarked appreciatively.
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