I am very glad," he said, with
what he meant for the sweetest smile, but it looked like a grin, "that
it has been rewarded in such a way as you hardly perhaps expected."
"Thank you, sir," said the girl. "The man is nearly well now, and can
do without me very well indeed."
"The box is too heavy for you, Fanny. Nay, I insist upon it: I shall
carry it to the station for you."
It was not far to the station, and the box was not too heavy, but Fanny
yielded it. "He wants to see me safe out of the station," she thought.
"I will see her safe out of the place," he thought.
Ten minutes later the doors of the _salle d'attente_ were thrown open,
the train rolled in, and Fanny was carried away.
The doctor returned thoughtfully to the house. The time was come for
the execution of his project. Everybody was out of the way.
"She is gone," he said, when Lord Harry returned for breakfast at
eleven. "I saw her safely out of the station."
"Gone!" his confederate echoed: "and I am alone in the house with you
and--and----"
"The sick man--henceforth, yourself, my lord, yourself."
CHAPTER L
IN THE ALCOVE
THE doctor was wrong. Fanny Mere did return, though he did not discover
the fact.
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