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Her color came; but she only turned more directly to Weldon. "I was glad to come here for a change," she added. "Shall you stay here long?" "It is impossible to tell. The other nurses here are younger at it than I, and there are some hard cases. If it were not for Syb, I should be at my wits' end sometimes." "Then ought you to stay here?"
His footfall stopped beside me. I could feel he was within touching distance, but I did not move. Oh, the horrible stillness! Why did he not speak? He placed his hand lightly on my head. "It doesn't matter, Syb. I know you didn't mean to hurt me. I suppose you thought you couldn't affect my dark, old, saddle-flap-looking phiz.
As I conducted him to his room I was in a different humour from that of the sweep-like object who had met him during the afternoon. I laughed to myself, for, as on a former occasion during our acquaintance, I felt I was master of the situation. "I say, Syb, don't treat a fellow as though he was altogether a stranger," he said diffidently, leaning against the door-post.
The grin reappeared. "Ya, Boss. More, too." "What now?" "Kruger Bobs got despatch from Syb for Boss." Weldon's face expressed his amusement. "Much obliged to the lady. Give her mine." "Syb say " Again the thick black lips approached Weldon's ear, and the bristly head nodded energetically in time to the moving lips. "Who?" Weldon said incredulously. "Miss Mellen?" "Ya, Boss."
I quoted from Owen Meredith. "Yes," he said, "that is why I want you. Just think a moment; don't say no. You are not vexed with me are you, Syb?" "Vexed, Hal! I am scarcely inhuman enough to be angry on account of being loved." Ah, why did I not love him as I have it in me to love! Why did he look so exasperatingly humble? I was weak, oh, so pitifully weak!
"It was an odd chance, your running on her so soon. Did she know we were here?" "She tink ya," Kruger Bobs replied. "Syb no tell." "But why not?" The matter-of-course question appeared to fill Kruger Bobs with amazement. "Boss make night march," he answered. "She may not care to have me. Still, we'll ride out there with you in the morning." "Boss?" "Mr. Carew and myself." Kruger Bobs looked hurt.
I might never find him; and, if I did, ninety-nine chances to one he would not care for me. "Syb, Syb, can't you love me just a little?" There was a winning charm in his manner. Nature had endowed him liberally with virile fascination. My hard uncongenial life had rendered me weak. He was drawing me to him; he was irresistible. Yes; I would be his wife.
I found the most frightful old bloated toad yesterday, and put it on her fat white arm, saying 'there's a pirate for you, Syb, and, would you believe it, she neither shrieked or screamed, but said quite savagely, 'I only wish it was, and that I could make away with him as quickly as I could this poor toad. It is quite provoking, all my fun is gone." Oscar.
He left us among some sallie-trees, in a secluded nook, walled in by briers, and went across the paddock to roundup the cows. Harold and I came to a halt by tacit consent. "Syb, I want to speak to you," he said earnestly, and then came to a dead stop. "Very well; 'tear into it, as Horace would say; but if it is anything frightful, break it gently," I said flippantly.
I am not good enough to be your wife, Hal, or that of any man. Oh, Hal, I have never deceived you! There are scores of good noble women in the world who would wed you for the asking marry one of them." "But, Syb, I want you. You are the best and truest girl in the world." "Och! Sure, the blarney-stone is getting a good rub now," I said playfully.
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