Detective and mystery stories; Murder -- Investigation -- Fiction; Washington (D.C.) -- Fiction
Eleanor's face fell. "Oh, don't refuse," she begged earnestly. "Dear
Mrs. Winthrop needs some one to watch her interests, and if, later on,
occasion requires a criminal lawyer, which pray Heaven may not be,
you can then engage one for her. She was so relieved when I suggested
sending for you."
"In what way does Mrs. Winthrop need my services?"
"Why, to take charge of everything"--vaguely. "A man in authority is
required here at once."
"Where is Philip?"
"Philip!" Eleanor's tone spoke her contempt. "He is sick in bed--a
trained nurse in attendance"--then added quickly, answering her uncle's
unspoken question--"too much dissipation has again caused his downfall."
"Um! I don't envy Mrs. Winthrop her precious stepson." Colonel
Thornton's pleasant face hardened, and Eleanor, seeing her advantage,
pressed the point.
"Mrs. Winthrop is almost overwhelmed with anxiety and sorrow, which she
has practically to face alone. Do, Uncle Dana, if it is possible, take
some of this dreadful responsibility off her shoulders."
"I will do what I can," announced the Colonel, after a moment's
deliberation.
Eleanor clapped her hands. "Dear Uncle Dana! I knew you would, when you
thought it over. Just a moment--I'll send word to Mrs. Winthrop that
you are here; she wants to see you."
Joshua was in the hall, and to him Eleanor confided her message for
Mrs. Winthrop, then returned to the drawing-room and seated herself on
the sofa by her uncle.
"Did you ever know anyone in Georgetown named Douglas Hunter?" she
inquired.
"Douglas Hunter--Douglas--why, surely, he must be the young son of John
Hunter who used to be a neighbor of mine in Georgetown. Cousin Kate
Truxton can tell you all about the Hunters. She was an intimate friend
of John's wife. The Hunters belong to the F. F. V.'s. Why do you ask
about Douglas?"
"Joshua told me that he spent last night here, and that he is taking a
deep interest in the mystery surrounding Senator Carew's tragic death."
"You must be mistaken," exclaimed Thornton, glancing at her in
surprise. "To the best of my recollection Douglas Hunter entered the
consular service very soon after he left college; then Carew evinced
an interest in his career and had him transferred into the Diplomatic
Service. He's not a detective, child."
"Well, he's acting as if he were one--prying around"--Eleanor checked
her hasty speech and rose as the portières parted, and Mrs. Winthrop
advanced into the room. She was a well-known figure in Washington
society. Although small of stature, her erect carriage and graceful
movements made her seem taller than she really was. She was said
to have the longest calling list in Washington, and, although an
aristocrat to her fingertips, she had friends and acquaintances in
every walk in life, for she possessed the true spirit of democracy
which springs from a kind heart and does not ape humility. She had been
of inestimable assistance to her brother, Senator Carew, during his
political career.
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