Barbara, pausing only
long enough to pull back the portieres of the hall door and arrange
them as they hung customarily, turned to go upstairs just as Grimes
came down the hall from the dining room carrying a large tray with
pitchers of ice water and glasses.
"I thought you had gone to your room, Grimes," she remarked, as the
butler waited respectfully for her to pass him.
"I've just come in, miss, and found Murray had left the tray in the
dining room," explained Grimes hurriedly. "I hope, miss, I'll not
disturb the ladies by knocking at their doors now with this ice
water."
"Oh, no, Mrs. Brewster and Miss Helen have only just gone upstairs."
Barbara paused in front of the butler and poured out a glass of water.
"I can't wait, Grimes, I am too thirsty."
"Certainly, miss, that's all right." Grimes craned his head around
and looked up and down the hail, then leaning over he placed the tray
on a convenient table and stepped close to Barbara.
"I've been reading the newspapers very carefully, miss," he began,
taking care to keep his voice lowered.
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