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His memory, coupled with what he had heard and idealized by his imagination, conjured dim visions of what he had once known had known and forgotten; of a land here men and conditions harked back to the raw foundations of civilization; where wide plains flecked with sage-brush and ribboned with faint, brown trails, spread away and away to a far sky-line.
He immediately altered the course of the discussion and harked back to his original declaration that spies abounded in the château. When he finally called the conference adjourned and prepared to depart, he calmly turned to the stenographer. "Did you get all this down, Miss Pelham?" "Yes, Mr. Britt." "Good!"
Then he forgot where he was, fell into brown study and in thought even harked back to that vague confidential announcement imparted to him one evening in the dining room of a restaurant. Impelled by a sort of sensuous curiosity, he had always wanted an introduction into the Muffats' circle, and now that his friend was in Mexico through all eternity, who could tell what might happen?
"Anyway," she harked back with a patient little sigh, "you had both planned your invitation to give me pleasure; and since it was the same ?" She paused on a note of interrogation. "You might call it the same, ma'am after a fashion," assented Cai. She laughed.
Muffat had again sunk down on the chair; he was overwhelmed by these home thrusts. She broke off and took breath, and then in a low voice: "Oh, I'm a wreck! Do help me sit up a bit. I keep slipping down, and my head's too low." When he had helped her she sighed and felt more comfortable. And with that she harked back to the subject. What a pretty sight a divorce suit would be!
He harked back to it several times in the course of his perusal, and confessed to himself that it looked very well. But Mrs Bowldler, too, had slept indifferently, if her eyes which were red and tear-swollen might be taken as evidence. Her air, as she brought in the dishes, spoke of sorrow rather than of anger.
So he called up his dogs one morning just about day, mounted his horse, and started out to catch a fox. Before they had gone a hundred yards from the house, the dogs found a warm trail and began to follow it in lively style. The man spurred his horse after them and harked them on.
Now, a friend happened upon Isaka that morning, one who had been reared upon the self-same mission-crowned hill whither Isaka's homesick mood harked back. How they spoke of old days together, and warmed their chilled hearts again! Surely Isaka's dream had heralded a measure of restored joy for him that morning, if nothing better and more lasting.
Sybil was as much excited as if she had been going in his place. . . . He would never see any of them again, after they had been everything to him all these years! And he was sneaking away without telling them that he would never come back. "You'll send us a cable to say that you've arrived safely," Lady Lane was saying. Eric promised quickly and harked back to the letters of introduction.
While he was thus being wined, and dined, and praised by those who were interested in his scientific achievements, he harked back for a few hours to memories of his student days in London, for his old friend and room-mate, Charles R. Leslie, now a prosperous and successful painter, gave him a cordial invitation to visit him at Petworth, near London.
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