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At ten o’clock the next morning they brought a note to Lucia, radiant from a nine hours’ sleep. + 

“My Dear Mrs. Lemesurier”⁠—she read⁠—“Hastings’s car, its owner and I will call for you at some time between four and five this afternoon. + 

“Do not attend the inquest this morning, and above all prevent your sister from doing so. No doubt this warning is unnecessary, but I thought safer to issue it. For it is highly probable that the coroner’s jury will return a verdict of murder against Archibald Deacon. + 

“Do not worry about this. Deacon had nothing to do with this messy business. (The great god Bias again, you see.) At the moment, however, things look bad for him. But I repeat: do not worry. Also, prevent your sister (I understand there is an alliance) from doing so more than is unavoidable. I promise things shall be straightened out. + 

Lucia, after the first shock, obeyed orders. Fond as she was of her sister and her sister’s titanic lover, she found worry, for this morning at least, impossible. After the events of yesterday, she somehow discovered herself possessed of a childlike faith in the power of Anthony Gethryn to work necessary miracles. + 

She told Dora; then spent the morning to such purpose that the girl’s fears were in some measure allayed. + 