"There was nothing to tell. We never found anything at all," answered
Nicholas.
The next morning Mr. Campbell engaged another night watchman. His duty was to patrol the inside of the house, making his rounds every hour through the halls and living rooms. Between times he sat in the library.
CHAPTER XL
THE COMET DISGUISED.
"Where is Onoye, O'Haru?" Miss Campbell asked, a few days after the excitement in the library.
"Honorable Madam, Onoye much business."
To Miss Campbell, a seasoned housekeeper, this reply seemed a little irregular.
"What kind of business, O'Haru?" she demanded rather severely.
O'Haru looked amiably sad. It is true that Onoye was on the pay roll of the household servants, but then, did not her mother do work for two when Onoye was not actively engaged? The Japanese reasons thus: if the work is done properly, it is of no consequence who does it. Certainly the machinery of the household moved on without a hitch. There was no cause for complaint, but it seemed to Miss Campbell that if Onoye received wages she should appear about the house. Her position, which was practically that of ladies' maid, had been filled by one of the other small maids while O'Haru had covered up that vacancy by her own redoubled labors.
"Will you send Onoye to me, please," ordered Miss Campbell. "I have some sewing for her to do."