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Chapter Eight Theo’s first thought was to invite Mrs. Daughtry to attend him at his father’s house, being by far the most convenient scheme. But a little reflection persuaded him that it would not answer. Mrs. Daughtry would soon hear whose house Mrs. Everleigh had been discovered in, if she had not already, and she may not be comfortable walking into that same house of apparent danger herself. And she would be unlikely to speak openly about Mrs. Everleigh if she felt uncertain of her own safety. There was also Gussie, of course. If Mrs. Daughtry appeared on their own doorstep, his interfering cousin could not help but stick her oar in. Hmm. Well. Were Theo perfectly honest, the prospect was not wholly unattractive, precisely because of Gussie; Ballantine’s confidence in his powers of p