The Mystery Queen by Fergus Hume "A penny for your thoughts, dad," cried Lillian, suppressing a school-girl desire to throw one of the nuts on her plate at her father and rouse him from his brown study. Sir Charles Moon looked up with a start, and drew his bushy gray eye-brows together. "Some people would give more than that to know them, my dear." "What sort of people?" asked the young man who sat beside Lillian, industriously cracking nuts for her consumption. "Dangerous people," replied Sir Charles grimly, "very ...
The Mystery Queen by Fergus Hume "A penny for your thoughts, dad," cried Lillian, suppressing a school-girl desire to throw one of the nuts on her plate at her father and rouse him from his brown study. Sir Charles Moon looked up with a start, and drew his bushy gray eye-brows together. "Some people would give more than that to know them, my dear." "What sort of people?" asked the young man who sat beside Lillian, industriously cracking nuts for her consumption. "Dangerous people," replied Sir Charles grimly, "very dangerous, Dan." Mrs. Bolstreath, fat, fair, and fifty, Lillian's paid companion and chaperon, leaned back complacently. She had enjoyed an excellent dinner: she was beautifully dressed: and shortly she would witness the newest musical comedy; three very good reasons for her amiable expression. "All people are dangerous to millionaires," she remarked, pointing the compliment at her employer, "since all people enjoy life with wealth, and wish to get the millionaire's money honestly or dishonestly." "The people you mention have failed to get mine, Mrs. Bolstreath," was the millionaire's dry response. "Of course I speak generally and not of any particular person, Sir Charles." "I am aware of it," he answered, nodding and showed a tendency to relapse into his meditation, but that his daughter raised her price for confession. "A sixpence for your thoughts, dad, a shilling--ten shillings--then one pound, you insatiable person." "My kingdom for an explicit statement," murmured Dan, laying aside the crackers. "Lillian, my child, you must not eat any more nuts or you will be having indigestion." "I believe dad has indigestion already." "Some people will have it very badly before I am done with them," said Sir Charles, not echoing his daughter's laughter; then, to prevent further questions being asked, he addressed himself to the young man. "How are things going with you, Halliday?" When Sir Charles asked questions thus stiffly, Dan knew that he was not too well pleased, and guessed the reason, which had to do with Lillian, and with Lillian's friendly attitude towards a swain not overburdened with money--to wit, his very own self--who replied diplomatically. "Things are going up with me, sir, if you mean aeroplanes." "Frivolous! Frivolous!" muttered the big man seriously, "as a well-educated young man who wants money, you should aim at higher things." "He aims at the sun," said Lillian gaily, "how much higher do you expect him to aim, dad?" "Aiming at the sun is he?" said Moon heavily, "h'm! he'll be like that classical chap who flew too high and came to smash." "Do you mean Icarus or Phaeton, Sir Charles?" asked Mrs. Bolstreath, who, having been a governess, prided herself upon exceptional knowledge. "I don't know which of the two, perhaps one, perhaps both. But he flew in an aeroplane like Dan here, and came to grief." "Oh!" Lillian turned distinctly pale. "I hope, Dan, you won't come to grief." Before the guest could reply, Sir Charles reassured his daughter. We are delighted to publish this classic book as part of our extensive Classic Library collection. Many of the books in our collection have been out of print for decades, and therefore have not been accessible to the general public. The aim of our publishing program is to facilitate rapid access to this vast reservoir of literature, and our view is that this is a significant literary work, which deserves to be brought back into print after many decades. The contents of the vast majority of titles in the Classic Library have been scanned from the original works. To ensure a high quality product, each title has been meticulously hand curated by our staff. Our philosophy has been guided by a desire to provide the reader with a book that is as close as possible to ownership of the original work. We hope that you will enjoy this wonderful classic work, and that for you it becomes an enriching experience.
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