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The familiar sounds of the summer street came up through the open windows with a sudden horror, as if she were a captive on cannibal shores. "No one knows why he wanted this talk with Mr. Framtree," Miss Mallory was saying. "He wanted it vitally and you see what came of it a revolution averted the fortunes of the whole Island altered for the better and yet, those were only incidents.
It was Framtree who tore her loose, and tightened upon her wrist until the fingers opened and the little knife concealed how long in her hair? dropped like a feather to the carpet. Swiftly it had let out the life of the Spaniard.... Bedient opened the galley-door at a gesture from the woman. The Chinese came forth. "It was I your mistress, Boy who killed the Señor. You may look.
The Señora repays me with a most devoted attention services of her own hand, and not a little sweet and endearing in their way.... Presently she asked me if I had met the imposing Señor Framtree. Of course I had not.
Bedient stood silently watching these changes of position. Miss Mallory felt she must scream before many minutes. She wanted Bedient to know all the fears that distressed her, but dared not speak lest she betray the weakness of their position as she saw it. Once she thought Framtree was laughing at her. "What a pleasant little party!" Rey remarked at length.
Bedient did not go in to dinner.... To him, the night was but a sorry repetition. Miss Mallory's disclosures could not long hold his thoughts. He had no intention of telling Jaffier that something big was to happen within four days. What was strangest was the fate which made it so hard for him to come into contact with Framtree. He could not give up this thing this last link to reality.
The party, of which she was the blithest, ah, how she loved sailing! stepped on board at six. Framtree was brought to the meeting. Celestino Rey was beguiled from his Pleiad throne, and helped to a seat in this floating Elba. Here, too, came the Sorensons and the Chinese mob-stuff.
"Fine little craft for a honeymoon," he observed, "that is, of course, if the lady in question enjoyed sailing. It's amusing to picture some women on a sailing-trip " "And some men on a honeymoon," added Miss Mallory. This delighted Framtree.... Sorenson was rather a ponderous Slav with languages. He was not accustomed to conserve his thirst until dinner-time.
"I made it a bit hard for you," he replied, "the way I told it as if you didn't count at all with me only as something she wanted but you do, Jim " "...We'll come back, or I'll come back," Framtree said, and he turned away from the other's eyes.
"When I came to understand at all," she said, "I didn't expect to see you here.... It isn't about the war, is it?" "No," he replied. Then it occurred to him that she might meet the man he wished to see, and he added: "I have a message for a man named Framtree. Señor Rey apparently thinks this man would not be safe in my hands. At least, I'm not allowed to see him alone " "And he's here?"
Plainly, pleasure had not made him tarry long. Beth and Miss Mallory had talked an hour before the name of Jim Framtree was innocently mentioned by the newspaperwoman. It was not Beth's way to betray her fresh start of interest, even though she gained her first clue to the meaning of the fine light she had seen in Bedient's eyes at parting.... The blood seemed to harden in her heart.
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