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What Bertram would certainly not have done to secure his own escape he might have done for the sake of his father and the girl he was to marry. Admitting all this, Challoner could not take his son's guilt for granted. There was room for doubt. Blake must be summoned home and forced to declare the truth. Then Challoner's thoughts went back to the man whose tale had so disturbed him.
Even Grouse Piet, his rival, tells him he's a fool to let you get away with him that way. Durant says that dog is HIS." MacDonnell nodded at Miki, lying at Challoner's feet. "Then he lies," said Challoner quietly. "He says he bought him of Jacques Le Beau." "Then Le Beau sold a dog that didn't belong to him." For a moment MacDonnell was silent.
"Christine . . ." There was a sob in Jimmy Challoner's voice now; he broke out stammeringly. "Don't believe it it's all lies. I'd give my soul to undo it if only you'd never seen it. I swear to you on my word of honour that I'll never see her again. I'll do any mortal thing, anything in the wide world, if only you'll look at me if you'll forgive me Oh, for God's sake, say you forgive me "
As the miles between him and the cabin grew fewer and fewer he felt again something of the oppression that had borne upon him at Challoner's tent. And yet it was different. He had run his race. He had answered The Call. And now, at the end, he was seized by a fear of what his welcome would be. For at the cabin he had killed a man and the man had belonged to the woman.
But Miss Challoner's nature was calm, and were it not for these letters " here his arm shifted a little "I should not be so sure of my jury's future verdict. Love " he went on, after a moment of silent consideration of a letter he had chosen from those before him, "disturbs the most equable natures. When it enters as a factor, we can expect anything as you know.
No doubt their disappearance had been hastened by the fact that a patrol of the Royal Northwest Mounted Police on its way to York Factory was expected at Fort O' God that day. Not until the final moment of departure was Miki brought from the cabin and tied to the gee-bar of Challoner's sledge. When he saw the five dogs squatted on their haunches he grew rigid and the old snarl rose in his throat.
A shadow crept into Challoner's face, but he banished it. "I am happy in having a wife who won't see my faults." Then he added humorously: "After all, however, that's not good for one." Blanche gave him a tender smile, but he did not see it, for he was gazing at a man who came down the steps from the neighbouring cable railway.
"Sweetwater!" A faint blush rose to the old man's cheek. "Shall I request the privilege of looking that garment over?" "Yes." The young fellow ducked and left the room. When he returned, it was with a downcast air. "Nothing doing," said he. And then there was silence. "We only need to find out now that this cutter was not even Miss Challoner's property," remarked Mr.
It is hard to hear him talk like this and not look sad or frightened." Sweetwater remembered Miss Challoner's last letter, and wished he had it here to give her. In default of this, he said: "Perhaps this not hearing may act in the way of a preparation for the shock which must come to him sooner or later. Let us hope so, Miss Scott." Her eyes filled. "Nothing can prepare him," said she.
I wanted Piragoff; and it was only the new-born hope that I should yet lay my hand on him that carried me through that time of bitter disappointment." Intense was the curiosity with which I turned to the last entry in Humphrey Challoner's "Museum Archives." Not that I had any doubt as to the issue of the adventure that it recorded.
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