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
"Curious man," Gurdon said, thoughtfully. "Very quiet and gentle as a
rule, but not the kind of person you would care to have as a foe. I have
a very strong feeling that none of us will ever see Felix Zary again.
Now, don't you think we can begin to forget all about this kind of thing?
Surely we have had enough horrors and mysteries, and I can only wonder at
the way in which those girls have borne up against all their troubles.
Tell me, what are you going to do? I mean as to your future."
"Upon my word, I really haven't given it a thought," Venner said. "It is
not very often that a man has the unique experience of being married
three years without a honeymoon, and without more than half an hour in
his wife's company. You can but feebly guess, my dear fellow, how
terribly I have suffered during the time to which I refer. Still, I
trusted my wife implicitly, though all the dictates of common-sense were
against me, and I am sincerely and heartily glad now that I took the line
I did. As soon as possible, I intend to take Vera away for a long tour on
the Continent. When I come back I shall have the old house done up again,
and, I suppose, settle down to the life of a country gentleman. But, of
course, I can't do anything till Beth's future is settled. I suppose, for
the present, she will go back again to Le Fenu's doctor friends, pending
her marriage with Charles Evors."
"The programme is all right," Gurdon said. "But suppose Lord Merton
objects to the arrangement?"
"I don't fancy that he will do that, from what I hear," Venner said. "All
the Evors have been wild in their youth, and the present lord is no
exception to the rule. Depend upon it, he will be very glad to have his
son back again, happily married, and eager to become domesticated.
Besides, from what I understand from Vera, her father worked the Four
Finger Mine to considerable advantage during his lifetime, and Beth is
something quite considerable in the way of an heiress. On the whole, I am
not disposed to worry. Now let us have one quiet cigar, and then go to
bed like a pair of average respectable citizens."
CHAPTER XXX
A PEACEFUL SUNSET
"Upon my word," Evors was saying to Beth, "I feel as nervous as an Eton
boy sent up to the head for a flogging. It is just the same sensation as
I used to enjoy in my schooldays; but I don't care what he says, I am
going to marry you whether he likes it or not, though, of course, he is
bound to like it. No one could look at that dear sweet little face of
yours without falling in love with you on the spot."
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