Mary Roberts Rinehart

Name: The Window at the White Cat — XIX. Back to Bellwood
Author: Mary Roberts Rinehart

The Window at the White Cat — XIX. Back to Bellwood (1910)

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“The Window at the White Cat — XIX. Back to Bellwood”, published in 1910, is a work by Mary Roberts Rinehart. It explores elements such as Edith, Fleming and Letitia.

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Mary Roberts Rinehart, The Window at the White Cat — XIX. Back to Bellwood (1910)

“ Fred had said nothing. He had taken her hand and was patting it gently, the while his eye sought the head-lines on the wad of morning paper.
"You burned that blue rug," she said to me disconsolately, with a threat of fresh tears. "It took me ages to find the right shade of blue."
"I will buy you that Shirvan you wanted," I hastened to assure her.
"Yes, to take away when you get married." There is a hint of the shrew in all good women.
"I will buy the Shirvan and not get married."
Here, I regret to say, Edith suddenly laughed. She threw her head back and jeered at me. ”

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Mary Roberts Rinehart, The Window at the White Cat — XIX. Back to Bellwood (1910)

“ You, who are so mad about one girl that you love all women for her sake! You, who go white instead of red when she comes into the room! You, who have let your practice go to the dogs to be near her, and then never speak to her when she's around, but sit with your mouth open like a puppy begging for candy, ready to snap up every word she throws you and wiggle with joy! ”

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Mary Roberts Rinehart, The Window at the White Cat — XIX. Back to Bellwood (1910)

“ THE inability of Margery Fleming to tell who had chloroformed her, and Mrs. Butler's white face and brooding eyes made a very respectable mystery out of the affair. Only Fred, Edith and I came down to breakfast that morning. Fred's expression was half amused, half puzzled. Edith fluttered uneasily over the coffee machine, her cheeks as red as the bow of ribbon at her throat. I was preoccupied, and, like Fred, I propped the morning paper in front of me and proceeded to think in its shelter. ”

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Mary Roberts Rinehart, The Window at the White Cat — XIX. Back to Bellwood (1910)

“ I was terrified.
"Honestly, Edith, do I do that?" I gasped. But she did not answer; she only leaned over and kissed Fred.
"Women like men to be awful fools about them," she said. "That's why I'm so crazy about Freddie." He writhed.
"If I tell you something nice, Jack, will you make it a room-size rug?"
"Room size it is."
"Then—Margery's engagement ring was stolen last night and when I commiserated her she said—dear me, the lamp's out and the coffee is cold!"
"Remarkable speech, under the circumstances," said Fred.
Edith rang the bell and seemed to be thinking. ”

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Mary Roberts Rinehart, The Window at the White Cat — XIX. Back to Bellwood (1910)

“ But Edith got up and patted me on the top of my head.
"Silly," she said. "If the right man came along and gave her a rubber teething ring, she'd be crazy about it for his sake."
"Edith!" Fred said, shocked. But Edith had gone.
She took me up-stairs before I left for the office to measure for the Shirvan, Edith being a person who believes in obtaining a thing while the desire for it is in its first bloom. Across the hall Fred was talking to Margery through the transom.
"Mustard leaves are mighty helpful," he was saying. "I always take 'em on shipboard. And cheer up: land's in sight." ”

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Mary Roberts Rinehart, The Window at the White Cat — XIX. Back to Bellwood (1910)

“ She wiped her eyes shamelessly with her table napkin. "There isn't a soul in this house I can talk to," she wailed. "All kinds of awful things happening—and we had to send for coffee this morning, Jack. You must have used four pounds last night—and nobody will tell me a thing. There's no use asking Margery—she's sick at her stomach from the chloroform—and Ellen never talks except about herself, and she's horribly—uninteresting. And Fred and you make a ba—barricade out of newspapers, and fire 'yes' at me when you mean 'no.'"
"I put the coffee back where I got it, Edith," I protested stoutly. ”

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Mary Roberts Rinehart, The Window at the White Cat — XIX. Back to Bellwood (1910)

“ And then I stopped, for I had a sudden recollection of going up-stairs with something fat and tinny in my arms, of finding it in my way, and of hastily thrusting it into the boys' boot closet under the nursery stair. ”

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Mary Roberts Rinehart, The Window at the White Cat — XIX. Back to Bellwood (1910)

“ In the last ten years the Colored Orphans' Home has cared for, fed, clothed, and pampered exactly eleven hundred and twenty-two colored children, of every condition of shape and misshape, brains and no brains. ”

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Mary Roberts Rinehart, The Window at the White Cat — XIX. Back to Bellwood (1910)

“ On the contrary, if the recipient of the letter notified the police, it would go hard with Miss Jane.
"What do you think of it?" she asked, looking at me over her glasses. "If she was fool enough to be carried away by a man that spells cemetery with one m, she deserves what she's got. And I won't pay five thousand, anyhow, it's entirely too much."
"It doesn't sound quite genuine to me," I said, reading it over. "I should certainly not leave any money until we had tried to find who left this."
"I'm not so sure but what she'd better stay a while anyhow," Miss Letitia pursued. ”

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Mary Roberts Rinehart, The Window at the White Cat — XIX. Back to Bellwood (1910)

“ Granting that Schwartz had killed Fleming—then who was the woman with Wardrop the night he was robbed? Why did he take the pearls and sell them? How did the number eleven twenty-two come into Aunt Jane's possession? How did the leather bag get to Boston? Who had chloroformed Margery? Who had been using the Fleming house while it was closed? Most important of all now—where was Aunt Jane?
The house at Bellwood looked almost cheerful in the May sunshine, as I went up the walk. Nothing ever changed the straight folds of the old-fashioned lace curtains ”

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