Rhoda was considerably taken aback by the sudden and violent slamming of
the door of No. 1 Eden Place, and she felt an unwelcome misgiving as to
her wisdom in bringing Mrs. Grubb face to face with truth. Her rage had
somewhat subsided by the time she reached Mistress Mary’s side, for she
had stopped on the way to ask a policeman to telephone the various
stations for news of the lost children, and report at once to her.
‘There is one good thing,’ she thought: ‘wherever they may be, their
light cannot be hid any more than that of a city that is set on a hill.
There will be plenty of traces of their journey, for once seen they are
never forgotten. Nobody but a hero would think of kidnapping them, and
nobody but an idiot would expect a ransom for them!’
‘I hope you didn’t upbraid Mrs. Grubb,’ said Mary, divining from Rhoda’s
clouded brow that her interview had not been a pleasant one. ‘You know
our only peaceful way of rescuing Lisa from her hold is to make a friend
of her, and convert her to our way of thinking. Was she much disturbed
about the children?’
‘Disturbed!’ sniffed Rhoda disdainfully. ‘Imagine Mrs. Grubb disturbed
about anything so trivial as a lost child! If it had been a lost
amendment, she might have been ruffled!’
‘What is she doing about it, and in what direction is she searching?’
‘She is doing nothing, and she will do nothing; she has gone to a
Theosophy lecture, and we are to find the twins; and she says it’s your
fault, anyway, and unless you prove more trustworthy the seraphs will be
removed from your care; and you are not to send me again as a messenger,
if you please, because I am an impudent, grovelling little earthworm!’
‘Rhoda!’
‘Yes’m!’
‘Did she call you that?’
‘Yes’m, and a jellyfish besides; in fact, she dragged me through the
entire animal kingdom; but she is a stellar being—she said so.’
‘What did you say to her to provoke that, Rhoda? She is thoroughly
illogical and perverse, but she is very amiable.’
‘Yes, when you don’t interfere with her. You should catch her with her
hair in waving-pins, just after she has imbibed apple-sauce! Oh, I can’t
remember exactly what I said, for I confess I was a trifle heated, and at
the moment I thought only of freeing my mind. Let me see: I told her she
neglected all the practical duties that stared her directly in the face,
and squandered herself on useless fads and vagaries—that’s about all.
No-o, now that I come to think of it, I did say that the children would
have been missed and found last night, if she had had a drop of mother’s
blood in her veins.’
‘That’s terse and strong—and tactful,’ said Mary; ‘anything more?’
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