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Warning at Eagle's Watch
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who usually likes to well, be in charge. I'm not quite sure what to do..."
    "Perhaps you could serve my tray along with Miss Scott's in her room this evening, and I'll speak to her about it."
    She was not going to let Scotty withdraw from the world. She was going to take the bull by the horns.
    The little housekeeper looked at her out of the corner of her eye. It was plain to see that she disliked Hillary.
    "Whatever you say, I suppose. But I'm too busy to think about it. This place has to be as clean as a whistle, with the family arriving tomorrow, and I've got only Annie, the cook, in the kitchen, and a new maid who's to arrive tomorrow." She shook her head in disgust.
    "How many of the family will be coming?"
    "All four of them. And it'll seem like a hundred. They expect the best, I don't mind telling you. And they don't hesitate to complain. So I've got to get back to work. And I've got no time to cater to the likes of you."
    She strutted off importantly to tackle her many tasks, leaving Hillary staring after her, feeling undeserving of the woman's obvious dislike.

 
     
     
    Chapter 3

     
    "Nurse Holt can assist me with my dinner, Mrs. Raymond," Scotty barked a few moments later. "I don't need the likes of you hovering about me so." She brushed away the housekeeper, who was setting up the meal trays, and the little woman left the room with her head bowed low. She was a picture of servitude at the moment, of humility and meekness, except for the long, dark look that she sent like a dagger to Hillary. Again Hillary could read the angry dislike in her birdlike face, and with a sinking sensation, she wondered why the little housekeeper resented her.
    Because she would be working so closely with Miss Scott? Jealousy? Remembering Scotty's sharp tone, she considered that unlikely. But still, for some reason, the dislike was there.
    After Hillary finished checking Scotty's pulse and blood pressure, charting them carefully in the doctor's file, they sat and consumed their meal together.
    Scotty ate her specially prepared dinner with the expected number of complaints, Hillary's experienced hand assisting her to guide the small spoonfuls of pureed food to her mouth.
    "According to the doctor's report, you're in pretty good shape, Scotty."
    "That old codger. It just goes to show how little he knows. If I'm in such tremendous condition, why am I confined to this chair? Why aren't I up walking around?"
    Hillary looked straight into her eyes. "Because you haven't been trying hard enough. You've given up. But that will change now."
    "We'll see about that," Scotty began crossly, but then a wrinkled grin crept across her pale face. "On second thought, I have a feeling that I'm just wasting my energy by arguing with you, Hillary Holt. I wouldn't want to wager on who was more stubborn! So we'll try it your way, but don't you go spreading it around that I'm being cooperative. I happen to take pride in my bristly reputation."
    Hillary laughed easily. "That's fine, Scotty. I'll never breathe a word to a soul that you are not the fire-breathing dragon of Eagle's Watch. Just so you work hard for me, and get well. We'll start tomorrow morning, when you're well rested."
    They sat together for the next few hours, enjoying each other's company, and Hillary learned a bit about the history of Eagle's Watch.
    It had been built almost one hundred fifty years before, its stones shipped laboriously across the ocean and assembled on the shores of Maine, almost a duplicate of an ancient castle that had stood solidly in Great Britain for a number of centuries. Eagle's Watch was smaller and sported many more windows than its predecessor, whose thick walls had had to protect the castle from the somewhat barbarous world in medieval times. But its square, solid design strongly echoed those times gone by.
    More recently, an electrical system and complete plumbing had been installed, bringing the conveniences of modern living to the place. But much of the
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