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"Good enough," he exclaimed, sufficiently loud to reach the ears of the astonished captain. "Not so bad, hey, Galesworth?" I nodded, but without venturing a reply, and Bell exhibited his surprise in his face. "Is is Lieutenant Galesworth an expert with the sabre?" he asked, after a moment's silence. "Is he!" echoed Hardy. "Do you mean to say Le Gaire has never heard of him?" "I I think not."
So far as I can see Galesworth has done his duty, and nothing more. I'd go out with him, under the circumstances, before I would with you." "I could not think of asking such a favor," I blurted out in astonishment. "You do not need to ask I volunteer, if you can use me." I do not believe I shall ever forget the expression on the dark, scowling face of Le Gaire.
Hardy opened the leather case, placing it upon the grass, and I saw the two derringers lying against the plush lining, deadly looking weapons, with long steel-blue barrels, and strangely carven stocks. Someway they fascinated me, and I watched while he took them up and fondled them. "Rather pretty playthings, Galesworth," he said admiringly.
I gave a glance about its interior, marking the distance to the ground; then took the key-and inserted it in the outer lock. She stood silently facing me, her face flushed, her bosom rising and falling swiftly. "I regret very much this necessity," I apologized, "but you have left me no alternative." "I have no desire to be spared," she returned, "and no favors to ask, Lieutenant Galesworth."
The short man wheeled about at the slight sound, his eyes on my face; I recognized instantly the closely trimmed beard, the inevitable cigar between the lips, and, with a leap of the heart, my hand rose to the salute. "Lieutenant Galesworth?" "Yes, General." "Very well; you may retire, Colonel Trout, and, sentry, close the door."
If all you tell me now is true, Lieutenant Galesworth, I hardly know how I dare look you in the face." "Forget that, and let us understand fully. Will you tell me all, how you came to protect Le Gaire, and what it was he told you?" She was silent, her eyes shaded, and I waited, wondering if she meant to speak.
The pony is in the first stall, and the horse in the second; the saddle and bridle were hung on a peg behind," she said this clearly, anxious to make me understand, but then, as the other thought came to her, her voice broke. "But, Lieutenant Galesworth, you you cannot get the horse with the guard there!" My clasp closed more tightly on her fingers, my resolve hardening.
At the edge of the garden Hardy appeared, still breathing heavily from his run. He stared at me, evidently relieved to find me on my feet. "Broke the skin, my lad a little water will make that all right. Glad it was no worse. The fellow out-ran me." "He got away?" "Well, the fact is, Galesworth, I do not really know where he went.
I refused to act for him on that ground, but I know of no reason why you could not honorably serve. I merely prefer to assist Galesworth." Bell hesitated, feeling, no doubt, there was something behind all this he did not comprehend. It was also evident enough that he was no admirer of Le Gaire, the latter gazing at him without a word. "Am I perfectly free to act?" "Yes on parole of the grounds."
There could be no doubting what she meant, nor what she had nerved herself to accomplish. Feeling like a whipped cur I went slowly up the broad stairs, my hand on the banister rail, and she followed, keeping even pace with me, the cocked Colt pointing sternly upward at my back. "The last door yes, beyond the chimney. Step inside, Lieutenant Galesworth. Now close the door."
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