Satterlee impetuously bade him halt his work and wrote a wild
letter to Ann Westfall begging her to let him hide the truth in the
well of the candlestick with the forlorn hope that one day Carl might
know. This she granted. Later he had the candlesticks brought to his
apartments to be sealed in his presence. As he took from his pocket
the written account intended for Carl, another paper fluttered to the
floor. It was the deathbed statement of Theodomir which in a whimsical
moment he had drawn up for the entertainment of your father. He
promptly consigned it to the other well with a shrug. He was greatly
agitated and thought no more about it."
"A careless act," said Diane, "to be fraught with such terrible
results." Then she told the history of her father's letters.
"A persistent moon!" said Philip, glancing up at its mild radiance.
"And my head is queer again. Likely that very moon is shining on the
minister in the village yonder."
"Likely," said Diane cautiously.
The boat swept boldly toward the western shore.
Diane raised questioning eyes to his.
"Where are you going?" she asked.
"I'm sorry," said Philip. "I did mean to tell you before. It's
abduction."
"Abduction!"
"I'm to be married in the village to-night.
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