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‘Of course; but nothing more will be agreed to.’
Then, and only then, came the desired reply:--
‘Miss Bell starts by the twelve o’clock train.’
This business being finished, Paula left the chamber and descended into
the inclosure called the Pleasance, a spot grassed down like a lawn.
Here stood Somerset, who, having come down from the tower, was looking
on while a man searched for old foundations under the sod with a
crowbar. He was glad to see her at last, and noticed that she looked
serene and relieved; but could not for the moment divine the cause.
Paula came nearer, returned his salutation, and regarded the man’s
operations in silence awhile till his work led him to a distance from
them.
‘Do you still wish to consult me?’ asked Somerset.
‘About the building perhaps,’ said she. ‘Not about the play.’
‘But you said so?’
‘Yes; but it will be unnecessary.’
Somerset thought this meant skittishness, and merely bowed.
‘You mistake me as usual,’ she said, in a low tone. ‘I am not going to
consult you on that matter, because I have done all you could have asked
for without consulting you. I take no part in the play to-night.’
‘Forgive my momentary doubt!’
‘Somebody else will play for me--an actress from London. But on no
account must the substitution be known beforehand or the performance
to-night will never come off: and that I should much regret.’
‘Captain De Stancy will not play his part if he knows you will not play
yours--that’s what you mean?’
‘You may suppose it is,’ she said, smiling. ‘And to guard against this
you must help me to keep the secret by being my confederate.’
To be Paula’s confederate; to-day, indeed, time had brought him
something worth waiting for. ‘In anything!’ cried Somerset.
‘Only in this!’ said she, with soft severity. ‘And you know what you
have promised, George! And you remember there is to be no--what we
talked about! Now will you go in the one-horse brougham to Markton
Station this afternoon, and meet the four o’clock train? Inquire for a
lady for Stancy Castle--a Miss Bell; see her safely into the carriage,
and send her straight on here. I am particularly anxious that she should
not enter the town, for I think she once came to Markton in a starring
company, and she might be recognized, and my plan be defeated.’
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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