"I don't know what is the matter with mother," said Agatha speaking in
a whisper and keeping a watchful eye on the door, "she told Lena and I
that we were not to see you, or speak to you."
"Why?" stammered Lesbia, feeling sick with shame.
"I don't know. I suppose mother is angry at the loss of her jewels.
But my father always told her that she would lose them."
"Have they caught the thieves?"
"No. Lena and I screamed, and everyone came rushing, up. They found
Bertha lying half stunned on the floor, and you in a faint. The two
men had a motorcar at the gate and got away."
Lesbia turned even whiter than she was. "Do they know who the men
are?"
"Of course they don't. They wore masks, you know," said Agatha, "but
one mask was found on the floor. Bertha said that you pulled it off
the man who was struggling with her. Did you know his face?"
"No," muttered Lesbia. The lie choked her, but she could not denounce
her own father, evil as he was.
"I expect when I fainted he jumped from the window after his
companion, and managed to reach the motorcar. Has your father
returned, Agatha dear?"
"No," answered the girl softly, "he is coming back in the morning.
Mother has brought in the police from Maidenhead, but I heard her tell
the chief man that you were too ill to be questioned until the
morning. Mother seems to be very angry with you, Lesbia. I wonder
why?"
"I don't know, dear," said the girl, and indeed she did not. If the
names of the thieves were unknown, Lady Charvington could have nothing
against her. "But if your mother doesn't want you to speak to me,
Agatha, you must go back to bed. When the morning comes I shall see
your mother and ask what is the matter."
"See father," said Agatha, pattering across the room with bare feet,
"he is fond of you: he told me so. Mother is always jealous of anyone
father likes and she will only be disagreeable. I waited till Lena was
asleep, then came here. But I'll go now," she returned to kiss Lesbia,
"good-night, dear, and don't worry. Everything will be right when
father comes back."
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