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A handsome present and a rich grant of land were privately conferred upon Miss Mallory, at Bedient's suggestion, for her brilliant services to the government.... But these are dry externals.
Hours afterward, when it was over, Vina looked into Bedient's face, saying: "You may ask David why I hesitated that first moment." "I know, Vina God love you!" Before they left the hospital, he said: "We won't speak of this to-night.... Everything is arranged.... To-morrow morning, we will come for the little boy.... It is time for us to be at the Club." "I had forgotten," Vina answered vaguely.
Miss Mallory explained what Dictator Jaffier had done for her, adding: "It was all Mr. Bedient's doing.... You see what I mean, about the wonderful things that happen to others where he is.... Yet I would rather have that picture of him you painted than all Equatoria but even that should not belong to one " "You love him then?" Beth asked softly. "I dared that at first, but I didn't understand.
The scarred face and ruffled throat united to form in Bedient's mind the hideous suggestion that the Spaniard had once been tortured full-length his flesh once thrawned in machinery of the devil.... Bedient's hand was grasped in a cold bony grip, and his eyes held for an instant in the bright unquiet gaze of the Spaniard. "I welcome you, Mr. Bedient.... Do you plan to be with us some little time?"
"Both go!" she called. "He's such a big man!" The boat was launched. Sorenson was swimming his oaths proved that but rapidly receding. The Glow-worm rushed out of the cabin, Framtree following. The latter halted, however, at a sharp command of the Spaniard. Then Miss Mallory heard Bedient's voice. It was not lifted above the normal tone, and hoarse with thirst.
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.
She had not been weeping. He saw that with a quick look. It was deeper than that something cold and slow and creeping, that made her reckless with hatred, and writhing. Answering Bedient's swift glance, she perceived that he had seen deeply, and was glad. It eased her; she hoped he had seen all, for she was sick with holding her own.... Meanwhile, her soft voice was telling him about her house.
Cairns began with the idea of asking ten people, but the more he studied Bedient's effect upon himself, the more particular he became about the "atmosphere." Just the men he wanted were out of reach, so he asked none at all, but five women.
Beth glanced into Bedient's face, but the darkness was too deep for her to see. When he spoke, it was as steadily as ever: "I understand clearly, Beth. I should say, don't do the first an injustice. It was those very uncertainties of his, those coltish frights and tempers, that made you so perfect a mistress of the second, for you invariably bring forth the best from the second."
Kate Wilkes dropped her hand upon Bedient's arm, and said, "Don't bother him. It looks to me as if truth were being born. You'd have to be a city man or woman to understand how rare and relishable such an event is." "Thanks, Kate," said Cairns. "It's rather difficult to express, but I see I'm beginning to get it across." "Go on, please."
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