Haxton a
remarkably good guesser."
A silence fell upon them as they neared the others. Irene disdained to
use any subterfuge, and Royson was far too perplexed to branch off into
a new conversation meant for the general ear. Mrs. Haxton and the
Austrian also broke off their talk. They were about to enter the post-
office when Mr. Fenshawe came out.
"Here you are," he cried. "Lots of letters and newspapers. Take them,
Irene, and sort them out. The Baron and I must hurry to the Governor's
house. We can read our correspondence at the hotel."
Von Kerber had evidently profited by his stroll with Mrs. Haxton. He
raised no objection, but went off at once with the older man. Irene
managed to open the bulky, string-tied package entrusted to her. She
gave Mrs. Haxton several letters, and added to Royson's already
bewildered state by handing him three, two being directed to him in his
right name and the third bearing the superscription "Richard King,
Esq."
He knew that Miss Fenshawe had noticed the alias, and took it as a
kindly act that she passed no remark on it.
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