A Candle in Her Heart by Loring Emilie

Author:Loring, Emilie [Loring, Emilie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub
Publisher: Endeavour Media
Published: 2019-04-24T16:00:00+00:00

12

Next morning Donald Shaw settled down at his desk in the Fox and Rabbit with a stack of paper in front of him. At an early hour he had had breakfast served in his room. By mid-morning he had filled pages with figures and formulas. The ringing of the telephone startled him.

“Shaw? This is Paul Logan.”

“Oh, Logan. I didn’t have a chance to congratulate you adequately last night. She’s a delightful girl. You’re a lucky man.”

“You’re telling me,” Paul said exuberantly. “I can hardly believe my luck. How about joining me downstairs for brunch so I can let off steam by gloating for a while?”

“Thanks a lot, but I got an early start this morning. I’m a working man today. Give me a rain check, will you? We’ll catch up on your gloating later.”

Paul laughed, with the carelessness of a man who had never worked for his living and never expects to. “I hope they are giving you overtime. Dinner some night soon, then.” He rang off and Donald went back to the paper before him, frowning at it. There was something he had missed.

Early in the afternoon the phone rang a second time. “Mr. Shaw, this is Agatha Blake. My husband and I hope you’ll join us tonight for our buffet supper.”

Again Donald excused himself. Most unfortunately, he had just made an engagement that he could not break.

“Next Sunday, then,” she suggested and he accepted, wondering a little. Mrs. Blake had not impressed him as a woman who would issue a second invitation as soon as a first was refused.

When he had set down the telephone he stared at it, half tempted to call her back. Fool, he told himself, you could have seen her, talked to her. Leslie had been very quiet on the way home, had thanked him, said good night, and gone inside so quickly that he had been unprepared.

Leslie. He said the name aloud, thinking of the charming face with its warm brown eyes, small nose and resolute chin. He had not seen the dimple when she left him last night. That flashed only when she smiled and she had not smiled after Jane had turned away from the door, where she had witnessed the brief, fleeting kiss, when she had said “No” as though the word had been wrenched from her.

His thoughts switched from Leslie to Jane. For a long time he stared broodingly out of the window. He shook his head as though to rid himself of his thoughts, picked up his pen, put it down again. Jane. Her behavior had been odd lately, disturbingly odd. He wondered what was really going on behind those meltingly soft blue eyes. How he wished he knew! From the beginning she had been a risk, but a calculated risk. Sooner or later, she was quite capable of making trouble for him. He wished, as he had wished countless times, that he could guess from what direction the trouble would come, that he could be forewarned at least to some degree.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.