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"I will find her for your lordship." "Let us find her together," he said amiably, and so turned and went with her towards the archway. "You said your name is Armytage, I think?" he commented. "Sir Terence said so." His eyes twinkled. "You possess an exceptional virtue," said he. "To be truthful is common; to be accurate rare. Well, then, Sir Terence said so.
He is about to prove himself worthy of the great sacrifice you made to save his life. Well?" And he looked expectantly at Tremayne. Miss Armytage looked at him too, with eyes from which the dread passed almost at once. The captain was smiling, wistfully, tolerantly, confidently, almost scornfully. Had he been guilty of the thing imputed he could not have stood so in her presence.
When Colonel and Mrs Armytage reached the tower, they found their daughter already there, attended by Lawrence Brindister, who had placed himself before her, that she might rest a telescope on his shoulder to look at the corvette, which was gliding gracefully down Eastling Sound, and shortening sail preparatory to coming to an anchor. Edda had not heard her parents' approach.
Edda stood hesitating for a moment, and then threw her arms round her aunt's neck, and kissed her affectionately. "Oh, may you be more happy than either of us!" was all Hilda said, as she looked at the sweet face beaming up at her. A gentleman followed Colonel Armytage into the room. Hilda looked towards him as if to inquire who he was. "He is Mr Boland, my legal adviser," said the colonel.
"A fine-looking old gentlemen came off to receive them," said Mrs Armytage. "He is a resident of the island. I know no more." "It matters not; I only hope that we shall not have to encounter that tall, red-haired young man again," observed the colonel. "His manner to me was most offensive; he is a sailor, I feel sure, by the way he walked the deck.
The young lieutenant expressed his great regret at no longer being allowed to have charge of them. "Still I trust, Miss Armytage, that you will allow me occasionally to come and inquire after your health. `La Sybille' requires repairs, and will be detained here some time."
Zack Bunting and his team, Davidson and his team, and his tall sons; Captain Armytage and Mr. Reginald; Jacques Dubois and another French Canadian; a couple of squatters from the other side of the lake; altogether two dozen men were assembled, with a fair proportion of oxen. It was a burning summer day: perhaps a hundred degrees in the sun at noon.
Miss Armytage whispered it to Lady O'Moy, exultation quivering in her whisper. "He is safe!" And she added: "He was magnificent." Lady O'Moy pressed her hand in return. "Thank God! Oh, thank God!" she murmured under her breath. "I do," said Miss Armytage. There was silence, broken only by the rustle of the president's notes as he briefly looked them over as a preliminary to addressing the court.
He wanted to talk a lot now. He prattled of the town and his life there, of the eight-hour talent-tester and the course in movie-acting. Of Tessie Kearns and her scenarios, not yet prized as they were sure to be later. Of Lowell Hardy, the artistic photographer, and the stills that he had made of the speaker as Clifford Armytage.
Colonel Armytage was in an excessively amiable mood. He was altogether not so much displeased at having been taken prisoner, for he anticipated very little satisfaction on his arrival in England. He had left it with an accumulation of debts, and he felt very sure that his creditors would give him no rest when they heard of his return.
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