17/26 He's a mystery worse than anything in the 'Mysteries of Udolpho.' Why can nobody get to see him but that soft-stepping, oily-tongued little weasel, Ogden ?" Kate looked at the pretty sister she loved so well, with the coldest glances she had ever given her. What mystery is there in that ?" "There's a mystery somewhere," said Rose, sagaciously. "Who is Mr. Don't ask so many questions, Rose. I have nothing more to say on the subject." "Then I must find out for myself--that is all," thought Rose; "and I will, too, before long, in spite of half a dozen Ogdens." Rose tried with a zeal and perseverance worthy a better cause, and most signally failed. |