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“Very well, I will stay,” agreed Douglas.

“’Deed I’se mighty glad ter hyar dat,” volunteered Joshua, who hovered just inside the door on the pretext of arranging some furniture. “But I dunno whar I’ll put yo’, suh. Miss Eleanor, she’s in de gues’ chambah, an’ Annette’s in de room back ob her’s, and de nusses fo’ Marse Philip has der spar rooms in der third flo’.”

“Never mind, Joshua, I can camp out in this room. That sofa looks very comfortable,” and Douglas pointed to the large upholstered davenport which faced the empty fireplace.

“Just a moment, Joshua,” exclaimed Brett, as the old butler moved toward the door. “Did you see Senator Carew leave the house yesterday afternoon?”

“No, suh.”

“Did he take luncheon here?”

“No, suh; he cum in ’bout three o’clock; leastways dat was when he rung fo’ me, an’ I reckon he’d only jes’ arrived, ’cause he had his hat an’ coat on his arm.”

“What did he want with you?”

“He axed me why Hamilton hadn’t called fo’ him at de Capitol as ordered, an’ when I tole him dat Hamilton was a-sittin’ in de stable doin’ nuffin, he said I was ter go right out an’ send him to de library—which I done.”