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you must have your own way。  By…the…by; you would only need to use
the up…stairs room and the sitting…room。  You will not need the
outhouse … rather more than an outhouse; though isn't it?  I mean
the shed which leads out from the kitchen; where the lifeboat used
to be kept?〃

〃I don't think I shall need that;〃 Hamel admitted; a little
hesitatingly。

〃To tell you the truth;〃 Mr。 Fentolin continued; 〃among my other
hobbies I have done a little inventing。  I work sometimes at a
model there。  It is foolish; perhaps; but I wish no one to see it。
Do you mind if I keep the keys of the place?〃

〃Not in the least;〃 Hamel replied。  〃Tell me; what direction do your
inventions take; Mr。  Fentolin?

〃Before you go;〃 Mr。 Fentolin promised; 〃I will show you my little
model at work。  Until then we will not talk of it。  Now come; be
frank with me。  Shall we exchange ideas for a little time?  Will you
talk of books?  They are my daily friends。  I have thousands of them;
beloved companions on every side。  Or will you talk of politics or
travel?  Or would you rather be frivolous with my niece and nephew?
That; I think; is Esther playing。〃

〃To be quite frank;〃 Hamel declared bluntly; 〃I should like to talk
to your niece。

Mr。 Fentolin smiled as though amused。  His amusement; however;
was perfectly good…natured。

〃If you will open this door;〃 he said; 〃you will see another one
exactly opposite to you。  That is the drawing…room。  You will find
Esther there。  Before you go; will you pass me the Quarterly Review?
Thank you。〃

Hamel crossed the hail; opened the door of the room to which he
had been directed; and made his way towards the piano。  Esther was
there; playing softly to herself with eyes half closed。  He came
and stood by her side; and she stopped abruptly。  Her eyes
questioned him。  Then her fingers stole once more over the keys;
more softly still。

〃I have just left your uncle;〃 Hamel said。  〃He told me that I might
come in here。〃

〃Yes?〃 she murmured。

〃He was very hospitable;〃 Hamel continued。  〃He wanted me to remain
here as a guest and not go to the Tower at all。〃

〃And you?〃

〃I am going to the Tower;〃 he said。  〃I am going there to…morrow
or the day after。〃

The music swelled beneath her fingers。

〃For how long?〃

〃For a week or so。  I am just giving your uncle time to clear out
his belongings。  I am leaving him the outhouse。〃

〃He asked you to leave him that?〃 she whispered。

〃Yes!  

〃You are not going in there at all?〃

〃Not at all。〃

Again she played a little more loudly for a few moments。  Then the
music died away once more。

〃What reason did he give for keeping possession of that?〃

〃Another bobby;〃 Hamel replied。  〃He is an inventor; it seems。  He
has the model of something there; he would not tell me what。〃

She shivered a little; and her music drifted away。  She bent over
the keys; her face hidden from him。

〃You will not go away just yet? 〃she asked softly。 〃You are going
to stay for a few days; at any rate?〃

〃Without a doubt;〃 he assured her。  〃I am altogether my own master。〃

〃Thank God;〃 she murmured。

He leaned with his elbow against the top of the piano; looking down
at her。  Since dinnertime she had fastened a large red rose in the
front of her gown。

〃Do you know that this is all rather mysterious?〃 he said calmly。

〃'What is mysterious?〃 she demanded。

〃The atmosphere of the place: your uncle's queer aversion to my
having the Tower; your visitor upstairs; who fights with the
servants while we are at dinner; your uncle himself; whose will
seems to be law not only to you but to your brother; who must be
of age; I should think; and who seems to have plenty of spirit。〃

〃We live here; both of us;〃 she told him。  〃He is our guardian。〃

〃Naturally;〃 Hamel replied; 〃and yet; it may have been my fancy; of
course; but at dinnertime I seemed to get a queer impression。

〃Tell it me?〃 she insisted; her fingers breaking suddenly into a
livelier melody。  〃Tell it me at once?  You were there all the time。
I could see you watch…ng。  Tell me what you thought?〃

She had turned her head now; and her eyes were fixed upon his。  They
were large and soft; capable; he knew; of infinite expression。  Yet
at that moment the light that shone from them was simply one of fear;
half curious; half shrinking。

〃My impression;〃 he said; 〃was that both of you disliked and feared
Mr。 Fentolin; yet for some reason or other that you were his abject
slaves。〃

Her fingers seemed suddenly inspired with diabolical strength and
energy。  Strange chords crashed and broke beneath them。  She played
some unfamiliar music with tense and fierce energy。  Suddenly she
paused and rose to her feet。

〃Come out on to the terrace;〃 she invited。  〃You are not afraid of
cold?〃

He followed her without a word。  She opened the French windows; and
they stepped out on to the long; broad stone promenade。  The night
was dark; and there was little to be seen。  The light was burning
at the entrance to the waterway; a few lights were twinkling from
the village。  The soft moaning of the sea was distinctly audible。
She moved to the edge of the palisading。  He followed her closely。

〃You are right; Mr。 Hamel;〃 she said。  〃I think that I am more
afraid of him than any woman ever was of any man in this world。〃

〃Then why do you live here?〃 he protested。  〃You must have other
relations to whom you could go。  And your brother … why doesn't
he do something … go into one of the professions?  He could surely
leave easily enough?〃

〃I will tell you a secret;〃 she answered calmly。  〃Perhaps it will
help you to understand。  You know my uncle's condition。  You know
that it was the result of an accident?〃

〃I have heard so;〃 he replied gravely。

She clutched at his arm。

〃Come;〃 she said。

Side by side they walked the entire length of the terrace。  When
they reached the corner; they were met with a fierce gust of wind。
She battled along; and he followed her。  They were looking inland
now。  There were no lights visible … nothing but dark; chaotic
emptiness。  From somewhere below him he could hear the wind in the
tree…tops。

〃This way;〃 she directed。  〃Be careful。〃

They walked to the very edge of the palisading。  It was scarcely
more than a couple of feet high。  She pointed downwards。

〃Can you see? 〃 she whispered。

By degrees his eyes faintly penetrated the darkness。  It was as
though they were looking down a precipice。  The descent was perfectly
sheer for nearly a hundred feet。  At the bottom were the pine trees。

〃Come here again in the morning;〃 she whispered。  〃You will see then。
I brought you here to show you the place。  It was here that the
accident happened。〃

〃What accident?〃

〃Mr。 Fentolln's;〃 she continued。  〃It was here that he went over。
He was picked up with both his legs broken。  They never thought that
he would live。〃

Hamel shivered a little。  As his eyes grew accustomed to the
darkness; he saw more distinctly than ever the sheer fall; the tops
of the bending trees below。

〃What a horrible thing!  〃he exclaimed。

〃It was more horrible than you know;〃 she continued; dropping her
voice a little; almost whispering in his ear。  〃I do not know why
I tell you this … you; a stranger … but if I do not tell some one;
I think that the memory of it will drive me mad。  It was no accident
at all。  Mr。 Fentolin was thrown over!〃

〃By whom?〃 he asked。

She clung to his arm for a moment。

〃Ah; don't ask me!〃 she begged。  〃No one knows。  My uncle gave out;
as soon as he was conscious; that it was an accident。〃

〃That; at any rate; was fine of him;〃 Hamel dedared。

She shivered。

〃He was proud; at least; of our family name。  Whatever credit he
deserves for it; he must have。  It was owing to that accident that
we became his slaves: nothing but that … his absolute slaves; to
wait upon him; if he would; hand and foot。  You see; he has never
been able to marry。  His life was; of course; ruined。  So the burden
came to us。  We took it up; little thinking what was in store for us。
Five years ago we came here to live。  Gerald wanted to go into the
army; I wanted to travel with my mother。  Gerald has done

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