For an instant she
had been lost in a world of her own, a world of the impossible.
"I almost thought I heard a step in the other room," she said in
explanation to Mona. Going to the door of Crozier's room, she appeared
to listen for a moment, and then she opened it.
"No, it is all right," she said.
In another few minutes Mona had finished the letter. "Do you wish to
read it again?" she asked Kitty, but not handing it to her.
"No, I leave the words to you. It was the right meaning I wanted in it,"
she replied.
Suddenly Mona came to her and laid a hand on her arm. "You are
wonderful--a wonderful, wise, beloved girl," she said, and there were
tears in her eyes.
Kitty gave the tiny fingers a spasmodic clasp, and said: "Quick, we must
get them in!" She put the banknotes inside the sheets of paper, then
hastily placed both in the envelope and sealed the envelope again.
"It's just a tiny bit damp with the steam yet, but it will be all right
in five minutes. How soiled the envelope is!" Kitty added. "Five years
in and out of the desk, in and out of his pocket--but all so nice and
unsoiled and sweet and bonny inside," she added. "To say nothing of the
bawbees, as Mr. Crozier calls money. Well, we are ready.
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