Doris Force at Locked Gates; Or, Saving a Mysterious FortuneDuncan, Julia K.
Philosophy
Doris Force at Locked Gates; Or, Saving a Mysterious Fortune
Duncan, Julia K.
Fraud -- Juvenile fiction; Mystery and detective stories; Swindlers and swindling -- Juvenile fiction
“A delay may mean the loss of the entire inheritance, Doris,” he began in
a soft, wheedling voice. “You don’t realize how lucky you are to get into
the good graces of the Misses Gates.”
“They have been more than kind,” Doris murmured, feeling very
uncomfortable.
“Listen, cousin, you stick with me in this deal and you’ll come out on
top of the heap. Why, before you get through, you’ll be rich. You’ll sing
in Grand Opera!”
“I’ll try to get to the bank some time this week,” she told him.
“But why not go today?”
“Really, Ronald, I don’t think you should urge her,” Iris interposed in
her gentle voice. “I can’t quite see the need for such haste. Surely the
lawyers will wait a few days for their money.”
“A lot you all know about business!” the man blurted out, and then caught
himself and spoke more quietly. “I suppose we shall have to await the
whim of this kid, but if we lose the entire fortune, don’t blame me.”
With that he strode out of the house, banging the door behind him. Henry,
who had stood listening to the entire conversation, followed him without
waiting for his orders.
“Ronald is so impetuous,” Iris said apologetically to the girls. “You
mustn’t take him seriously. He really doesn’t mean anything the way it
sounds.”
Doris and Kitty had their own idea as to that, but they permitted the
matter to pass without stating their views. Breakfast finished, the
Misses Gates went out into the garden and Kitty went to her room, taking
Wags with her. Doris was left to practise her music, but for some time
she sat idle at the piano.
“I wonder if I should have gone to the bank this morning?” she thought
uncomfortably. “I don’t want to do anything to jeopardize the fortune,
and yet, try as I may, I simply can’t trust that man!”
The conversation which she had overheard between Ronald and Henry Sully
on the first night of her arrival came back to her. She remembered that
Ronald had called the other man “Hank” and that they had appeared to be
on unusually friendly terms. Perhaps in her desire to aid the Misses
Gates she was overlooking a number of important facts. Was it not an
unwise step to lend her money without first consulting her uncle?
At length she began to practise, but she could not concentrate, and after
three-quarters of an hour decided to give it up.
She started up the stairs to find Kitty, but before she had gone very far
down the hall leading to the right wing, she met her chum and Wags coming
toward her. She saw at a glance that the girl was greatly excited.
“What’s the matter?” she asked in surprise.
“Oh, Doris,” Kitty whispered tensely. “I was just on my way to find you!
I think I’ve discovered the source of those strange sounds that have been
disturbing us at night!”
“What?”
“Wags is really responsible, because he led the way. He ran off and I had
to go after him. Quite by accident I stumbled upon this room.”
“What are you talking about, Kitty?”
“Come, I’ll show you. Follow me and don’t make any noise.”
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