human
You see, Mr. Deland, you see? she rapped out excitedly,
gpt
Hush, my dear young lady--have a care! threw in Cleek quickly, at the sound of footsteps hurrying toward them, his lips tightening in a way that suggested that he, too, thought there might be
human
gpt
We don't want the whole place to suspect my mission. That is our secret, if you please. Now, show me the Castle, if you will--and whatever of interest which you think has bearing upon the case. Where is Lady Paula's son? Does he live here, or is he away at school just now?
human
No--Cyril is a delicate boy, and the doctor has advised Father to let him stay home for a year and just run wild. He is generally with Ross.
gpt
With _Ross_?
human
Yes, the two are sworn friends. Cyril's heart is wrapped up in Ross, Mr. Deland. He never for one moment suspects what his mother is trying to do--wrest Ross's inheritance from him so that he, Cyril, should have it instead. It would break his heart, I think. Wherever Ross is to be found you may be sure Cyril will be there also.
gpt
Damon and Pythias, eh? Strange that the son loves what the mother hates, isn't it? I should like to meet this boy.
human
You shall--when we reach the laboratory. He's sure to be there helping Ross. He is like his shadow, that child.
gpt
And he is sixteen, you say?
human
Next October. And a firm believer in our ghost, Mr. Deland.
gpt
Then you have a ghost and all complete?
human
Of course. Hasn't Mr. Fairnish of the Three Fishers told you the story yet? He is usually to be relied upon to impart every bit of village gossip within the first five minutes of one's acquaintance!