The Mystery of the Four FingersWhite, Fred M. (Fred Merrick)
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The Mystery of the Four Fingers
White, Fred M. (Fred Merrick)
Detective and mystery stories
"Not just yet," Vera laughed. "Later on you can be as firm as you like,
and we are not going for a long walk either. We shall just have time to
get to the station and catch the 11.15 to Victoria. I am going up to
London to-day to bring Beth down here. I think the change will do her
good. Of course, we can't remain in the house, so I have taken rooms for
the three of us at a farm close by. When Beth has had everything
explained to her and knows that the man she loves is free, you will see a
change for the better in the poor child. There is nothing really the
matter with her mind, and when she realises her happiness she will soon
be as well as any of us. You will come with me to London, Gerald?"
"My dearest girl, of course I will," Venner said. "I will do anything you
like. Let us get these things pushed through as speedily as possible, so
that we can start on our honeymoon, which has been delayed for a trifling
matter of three years, and you cannot say that I have been unduly
impatient."
Vera raised herself on her toes and threw her arms round her husband's
neck. She kissed him twice. There were tears in her eyes, but there was
nothing but happiness behind the tears, as Venner did not fail to notice.
"You have been more than good," she whispered. "Ah, if you only knew how
I have missed you, how terrified I was lest you should take me at my word
and abandon me to my fate, as you had every right to do. And yet, all the
time, I had a curious feeling that you trusted me, though I dared not
communicate with you and tell you where you could send me so much as a
single line. I was fearful lest a passionate appeal from you should turn
me from my purpose. You see, I had pledged myself to fight the battle for
Beth and her lover, and for the best part of three years I did so. And
the strangest part of it all is that you, my husband, from whom I
concealed everything, should be the very one who eventually struck
straight to the heart of the mystery."
"Yes, that's all right enough," Venner smiled, "but why could not you
have confided in me in the first instance? Do you think that I should
have refused to throw myself heart and soul into the affair and do my
best to help those who were dear to you?"
"I suppose I lost my head," Vera murmured. "But do not let us waste too
much time regretting the last three years; and do not let us waste too
much time at all, or we shall lose our train."
"That is bringing one back to earth with a vengeance," Venner laughed.
"But come along and let us get all the business over, and we can look
eagerly forward to the pleasure of afterwards."
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