While one or
the other of these women always accompanied Miss Nadine Johnstone
in her daily wanderings through the splendid gardens of the Folly,
the merry voice of Jules Victor was often heard by them singing
on his way down the road. The gift of a famous brule guenle had
propitiated the simple Jersey gardener, whose stout boy rejoiced
in a new leather jacket, almost a gift, and the second man, Andrew
Fraser's reinforcement, a famous drinker, was soon a nightly
companion of "Alois Vautier" at the one little "public," down under
the scarped hill at Rizel Bay.
Andrew Fraser, closeted with the London lawyer, had almost forgotten
the existence of Nadine Johnstone.
A formal interview as to the filing of her father's will, a mere
mute exhibition of perfunctory courtesy, released Nadine to her own
devices, while Professor Andrew Fraser returned to his afternoon
studies with that famous young Yankee savant, Professor Alaric
Hobbs, of Waukesha University.
The beautiful captive was now happy in dissembling her contentment,
for, though the sharp-featured Scotch housekeeper, Janet Fairbarn,
keenly watched all her outgoings, sending always one of the women
as an "outside guard," the heiress had learned some of woman's
secret arts quickly. The peddler, Alois Vautier, brought to her
letters and messages which made her lonely heart light, even in
her stately semi-durance.
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