She plucked a rhododendron leaf and crushed it reflectively.
"I don't know as I'm in any hurry," she said. "I kind of like it out here. The air and the sun and the birds and everything. I guess I'll stick around for awhile."
Hamilton Beamish regarded her with a quiet smile.
"Certainly, if you wish it," he said. "I should mention, however, that if you were contemplating another attempt at those jewels, you would do well to abandon the idea. From now on a large butler will be stationed in the room, watching over it, and there might be unpleasantness."
"Oh?" said Fanny meditatively.
"Yes."
"You think of everything, don't you?"
"I thank you for the compliment," said Hamilton Beamish.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
George did not delay. Always sound, Hamilton Beamish's advice appeared to him now even sounder than usual. He rang the bell for Ferris.