The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1922-07-31

had said to her and she had said to
him I said to myself" Why, you
could have knocked her over with a
feather. Feathers. indeed, were a
perpetual menace to Audrey.
However, the immediate business
was to find the master. She walked
across the hall to the library,
glanced in, came back a little I'M
certainly, and stood in front OF Cay
ley.
IF you please, SIR" she said in
low, respectful voice. "can you tell
me where the master IS? It's Mr..
Robert called"
"What?" said Cayley, looking up
from his book. "Who?"
Audrey repeated her question.
II don't know. He went up to
the Temple after lunch"
Thank you. sir. I win go up to
the Temple"
Cayley returned to his book.
The Temple" was a brick sum-
mer-house, in the gardens at the
back of the house, about three hun
dred yards away. Here Mark medi-
tated sometimes before retiring to
the office" to put his thoughts upon
paper. The thoughts were not of
any great value; moreover, they
were given off at the dinner-table
more often than they got on to pa
per. and got on to paper more often
than they got into print. But that
did not prevent the master of The
Red House from being little panied
when q visitor treated the Temple
carelessly. as If it had been erected
for the ordinary purposes of dirta-
ton and Understanding.
Audrey walked slowly up to the
Temple, looked in and walked slow
ly back. All that walk for nothing.
Perhaps the master was upstairs in
his room. Not well-dressed enough
for the drawing Well, now,
Auntie, would you like anyone in
your drawing room with red hand
kerchief round his neck and great
big dusty boots, and-listeni
One of the men shooting rabbits.
Auntie was partial to a nice rabbit,
and onion sauce.
She came into the house. AS she
passed the housekeeper's room on
her way 10 the hall, the door opened
suddenly. and a rather frightened
face looked out.
Halo. Aud" said Elsie. Its Au-
drey." she said, turning into the
room.
Come in, Audrey" called Mrs.
Stevens.
What's up" said Audrey. looking
in at the door.
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a turn Where have you been?''
'fUp>to the Temple
did you hear anything?"
"Hear what?"
Bangs and explosions and ter
rible things"
oh" said Audrey, rather relieved.
One of the men shooting rabbits
Rabbits said her aunt scornful-
ly. 1T was inside the house, my
girl"
Straight it was" said Elsie. She
was one of the housemaids. Il said
to Mrs. Stevens-didnt L. Mrs.
Stevens?-That was in the house, l
said"
Audrey looked at her aunt and
then at Elsie.
DO you think he had a revolver
with him?" she said in a hushed
voice.
'who?" said Elsie excitedly.
THAT brother of his. From Aus
tralia. / said as soon as / set eyes
on him. You're a bad lot. my man!'
Ruder' She turned to her aunt.
We'll, give you my word
THERE cried Mrs. Stevens. sit
ting IN with a start
They listened anxiousIy. the two
girls instinctively coming closer to
the older woman's chair
A door was being shaken. kicked,
ratified.
"Listen!"
Audrey and Elsie looked at eacn
other with frightened eyes.
They heard a mans voice, loud,
angry.
"open the door," it was shouting.
open the door! l say, open the
door!"
Don't open the door, cried Mrs.
Stevens in a panic, as If it was her
door which was threatened. Audrey!
Elsie! Don't let him I'M"
Damn it, open the door, came
the voice again.
Were all going to be murdered
in our BEDS" she quavered. Terrified.
the two girls huddled closer. and
with an arm round each, Mrs. Ste
vens sat there, waiting.
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