The Impending Sword: A Novel (Vol. 3 of 3)Yates, Edmund
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The Impending Sword: A Novel (Vol. 3 of 3)
Yates, Edmund
Fiction
Until the arrival of Trenton Warren this was all that could be done,
and neither Duval nor Carey cared to meet before the appointed time.
The delay was trying them a good deal, and though their expectations
of success in ultimately bringing the murderer to justice were not
affected by it, they both felt considerable weariness and strong
inclination to be alone. This did not, however, interfere with the
curiosity with which Bryan Duval heard Miss Montressor's account of
the hours which she had passed with Helen Griswold. Bryan Duval was
accustomed to reading between the lines; he had read between the lines
of Helen's innocent, unsophisticated, and perfectly sincere record of
her life under its past and its present aspects, and he had formed a
theory of her mind, conduct, and future singularly near the truth,
though he believed implicitly that she was entirely unconscious that
any such indications as he had extracted from it were contained in the
simple annals of her girlhood and her married life, which had been
continued in her journal literally up to the day of its unconscious
close.
On this point he said not one word to Miss Montressor, nor did he then
confide to Thornton Carey even the last of his impressions of Helen's
journal when they came to discuss it. He bestowed many words of
good-humoured approval upon the actress for her womanly kindness and
sympathy with Mrs. Griswold, and when they parted, Miss Montressor
carried away with her a not unpleasant impression that Bryan Duval
entertained rather a higher opinion of her as an individual than he
had previously done; an impression which was perfectly well founded,
and had arisen quite as much to the surprise as to the pleasure of Mr.
Duval, who entertained but a low estimate of human nature in general,
and was much too philosophical to exclude the types with which he was
most familiar and most closely allied.
Thornton Carey had gone straight home after the despatch of the
telegram, which, as agreed upon, he had couched in most decisive words
and supported with the authority of emanation from the police
magnates. He strove hard to turn his mind away from the subject of his
grave preoccupation during the evening, reading resolutely on one of
his old lines of study, and resolved to rest his faculties thoroughly
in order to recommence his work upon the morrow with brightness and
efficiency.
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