Even as she lay striving to listen, she dozed off
again, to be rudely awakened by Helen's voice at her ear.
"Babs!" came the agitated whisper. "The envelope's gone."
"Gone!" Barbara swung out of bed.
"Gone where?"
"Father has it."
Downstairs in the library Mrs. Brewster paused on her entrance by
the side of a piece of carved Venetian furniture and laying her
coronation scarf on it, she examined a white envelope - the red
seal was intact.
At the sound of approaching footsteps she raised a trap door in
the piece of furniture and only her keen ears caught the faint
thud of the envelope as it dropped inside, then with a happy,
tender smile she turned to meet Colonel McIntyre.
CHAPTER XII
THE ECHO OF A LAUGH
Colonel McIntyre tramped the deserted dining room in exasperation.
Nine o'clock and the twins had not come to breakfast, nor was there
any evidence that Mrs. Brewster intended taking that meal downstairs.
"Will you wait any longer, sir?" inquired Grimes, who hovered
solicitously in the background. "I'm afraid, sir, your eggs will
be over-done.
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