The chief private secretary last year
being made governor of a colony, John has now stepped into his shoes,
and presently he will go into Parliament. He is a brilliant fellow and
cares for no man--following only his own star. I shall be very glad to
see him again."
Halcyone's face fell into a brown study and the Professor watching her
mused to himself.
"John Derringham will find her in the way. She is not woman enough yet
to attract his eye; he will only perceive she is a rather plain
child--and she will certainly see the other side of his head."
As Halcyone walked back to La Sarthe Chase for her early dinner, she
mused also:
"I must not feel this dislike towards Cheiron's other pupil. After all,
Jason could not have the master alone--and if I do feel it then he will
be able to harm me, should he dislike me, too--but if I try to like him,
then he will be powerless, and when he has gone he will not have left
any mark."
Mr. Carlyon felt a perceptible glow of interest as he waited at five
o'clock that day upon the dilapidated stone bench in the archway where
old William kept his garden tools, and while the subdued light gave him
very little chance of studying minutely the walls, the general aspect
certainly presented no hint of any door.
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