Leonora eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 280 pages of information about Leonora.

Leonora eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 280 pages of information about Leonora.

’Yes.  But it’s on behalf of my sister, and I haven’t been over before.  Besides, it wasn’t till she heard I was coming to England that she—­asked me.’

‘Well,’ said Stanway.  ’Of course I was the sole executor, and it’s my duty——­’

‘That’s it,’ Twemlow broke in.  ’That’s what makes it a little awkward.  No one’s got the right to go behind you as executor.  But the fact is, my sister—­we—­my sister was surprised at the smallness of the estate.  We want to know what he did with his money, that is, how much he really received before he died.  Perhaps you won’t mind letting me look at the annual balance-sheets of the old firm, say for 1875, 6, and 7.  You see——­’

Twemlow stopped as Stanway half-turned to look at the door between the two rooms.

‘Go on, go on,’ said Stanway in his grandiose manner.  ’That’s all right.’

Ethel knew in a flash that her father would have given a great deal to have had the door shut, and equally that nothing on earth would have induced him to shut it.

‘That’s all right,’ he repeated.  ‘Go on.’

Twemlow’s voice regained steadiness.  ’You can perhaps understand my sister’s feelings.’  Then a long pause.  ’Naturally, if you don’t care to show me the balance-sheets——­’

‘My dear Twemlow,’ said John stiffly, ’I shall be delighted to show you anything you wish to see.’

‘I only want to know——­’

’Certainly, certainly.  Quite justifiable and proper.  I’ll have them looked up.’

‘Any time will do.’

’Well, we’re rather busy.  Say a week to-day—­if you’re to be here that long.’

‘I guess that’ll suit me,’ said Twemlow.

His tone had a touch of cynical cruel patience.

The intangible and shapeless suspicions which Ethel had caught from Leonora took a misty form and substance, only to be immediately dispelled in that inconstant mind by the sudden refreshing sound of Milly’s voice:  ’We’ve called to take Ethel home, papa—­oh, mother, here’s Mr. Twemlow!’

In another moment the office was full of chatter and scent, and Milly had run impulsively to Ethel:  ‘What has father given you to do?’

‘Oh dear!’ Ethel sighed, with a fatigued gesture of knowing nothing whatever.

‘It’s half-past five,’ said Leonora, glancing into the inner room, after she had spoken to Mr. Twemlow.

Three hours and a half had Ethel been in thrall!  It was like a century to her.  She could have dropped into her mother’s arms.

‘What have you come in, Nora?’ asked Stanway, ‘the trap?’

‘No, the four-wheeled dog-cart, dear.’

’Well, Twemlow, drive up and have tea with us.  Come along and have a Five Towns high-tea.’

‘Oh, Mr. Twemlow, do!’ said Milly, nearly drowning Leonora’s murmured invitation.

Arthur hesitated.

‘Come along,’ Stanway insisted genially.  ‘Of course you will.’

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