Eva practised all those little kindnesses which are known only to women,
and tears were in her eyes as she stroked his poor gray head.
How terrible was it that, after all they had attempted, all that they
had suffered, they should still stand defeated in their aim to get the
antidote that would cure her father's malady. However, the brave girl
was not one to admit herself beaten, and even as she sat there she was
planning new ways to discover who were her terrible adversaries and to
bring defeat to them.
At Brent Rock the next morning an aged inventor named Winters arrived
before Locke was down-stairs, and was shown into the library to wait.
Locke soon descended from the laboratory and went into the room to meet
him. But Winters was so agitated that at first he could hardly speak. It
was some moments before he gained control.
"What can I do for you, sir?" inquired Locke, although he knew the man
must be one wronged by the patents company.
"One of my inventions was returned to me, when I protested once," the
man replied, "but nothing has been done about two others."
"Please try to have a little further patience," pleaded Locke.
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