Detective and mystery stories; Murder -- Investigation -- Fiction
Out of consideration for Halliday's desire to seek safety for Lillian
by placing her under the guns of the enemy, Mrs. Bolstreath decided to
remain a week at the Peacock Hotel. Later she arranged to go to
Hartlepool in Durhamshire, where she and her charge could find shelter
with two spinsters who kept a school. The chaperon admitted that she
felt uneasy in the near vicinity of Queen Beelzebub, and all Dan's
assurance could not quieten her fears. She thought that he was playing
too bold a game, and that ill would come of the stay at Sheepeak.
Lillian was more confident, always confident that Dan could do no
wrong, and she was quite indifferent to Mrs. Jarsell's doings.
However, she agreed to go to Hartlepool, and as Mrs. Bolstreath was
bent upon the change, Halliday accepted the situation.
Meanwhile, he decided to call at The Grange on some innocent pretext
and diplomatically give Queen Beelzebub to understand that he held the
winning card in the game he was playing with the Society of Flies.
This could be done, he ventured to think, by assuming that Mrs.
Jarsell knew nothing about the nefarious association, and he did not
believe that she would remove her mask, since it was to her interest
to observe secrecy in Hillshire. However, he left this matter of a
call and an explanation in abeyance for the time being, and for a
couple of days attended to the three ladies. The third, it is needless
to say, was Mildred Vincent, who called at The Peacock Hotel on
receipt of her lover's letter.
She gave Dan to understand that he was out of favor with the inventor.
"Uncle has never forgiven you for not winning the race," said Mildred,
at afternoon tea, "he says you should have gained the prize."
"I wish I had," said Halliday, dryly, "the money would have been very
acceptable. It was my fancy-flying did the mischief, as I broke the
rudder. However, I shall call and apologize."
"He won't see you, Mr. Halliday."
"Ah, that's so like an inventor, who is as touchy as a minor poet."
"Mrs. Jarsell is annoyed also," continued Mildred, sadly, "she says
you should have made a better use of the favor she procured for you."
"It seems to me that I am in hot water all round, Miss Vincent. All
the same, I shall survive these dislikes."
"It is absurd," cried Lillian, with indignation. "Dan risked his life
to win the race, and if he hadn't had such bad luck he would have
won."
"Thanks, my dear girl, but it was less bad luck than carelessness, and
a certain amount of vanity, to show how I could handle the machine."
"You are very modest, Dan," said Mrs. Bolstreath, laughingly.
"It is my best quality," replied Halliday, with a twinkle in his eyes.
"Where is Mr. Vincent's machine now?" questioned Mildred.
"At Blackheath stored away. I suppose, as it was only lent, I shall
have to return it to your uncle. But I shall have a final fly on it
when I go back to London in a few days."
"Does Miss Moon go back also?"
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