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Rayne ran to the rail of the balcony and looked anxiously out. The street here was very broad and the huts upon the opposite side already dark except at one point, where an unshaded kerosene lamp cast through on open door a panel of glaring light upon the darkness. Rayne saw the caravan emerge spectrally into the light and disappear again.
Vivian Standish, still flickered around the flame awaiting his doom; there was hope for him, while Henry Rayne regarded him, in the favorable light he did.
She knew Paris well, it seemed, and was communicative over everything except concerning Rudolph Rayne. When I put some questions to her regarding my new employer, she simply replied: "We never discuss him, Mr. Hargreave. It is one of his rules that those who are his friends, as we are, preserve the strictest silence.
Henry Rayne could hardly act otherwise to any lone helpless creature without sacrificing the impulses of his own generous, noble soul, and trampling upon the desire that continually influenced him towards being the direct cause of happiness and comfort to others.
"It was you who revived all my precious memories of him," Henry Rayne said thoughtfully. "That letter you wrote me before leaving Montreal, telling me of an interview you had with a traveller who had seen Edgeworth defend me so bravely and gallantly abroad, was the first I had heard of my dear old friend for many many years." "Oh yes, I remember now!"
A Socialist at a Public Dinner who refused to honour the Royal Toast could only have scandalised the chairman by a few degrees more than Hillyard's indifference did now. "I beg your pardon," said Hillyard with humility. "I repair my error now. It was due to amazement." "Amazement!" Colin Rayne repeated, as Hillyard drained his glass. "Yes. For I know the man."
By that time I had become convinced that both Rayne and Duperré were men with whom I should have to deal with the utmost circumspection. The only person I had met since I had engaged myself to Rayne in whom I could, I felt, place implicit confidence, was Lola.
They were a present to her from her husband on her marriage," said the foreigner, his dark eyes glowing as he spoke. "We want them," he whispered eagerly. "And as you know her, you'll have to get them." "I shall do no such thing!" I protested quickly. "I may be employed by Mr. Rayne, but I'm not paid to commit a theft."
I sprang into the driver's seat, switched on the self-starter, and just as one of the detectives tried to mount beside me, I threw down among my assailants a little dark brown bomb the shape of an egg, with which Rayne had provided me in case of emergency.
Rayne, the man who held me in his grip, had driven me to it and had placed the means at my disposal. To refuse would mean arrest and the loss of Lola. We sat down in the lounge and I called for drinks she was thirsty and would like a lemon squash, she said. Before the waiter brought them, I made leisurely excuse to go to the bureau to see if there were any letters.
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