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Updated: June 9, 2025
It was something from the whole, denoted possibly in the quick dilation of her delicate nostrils or in the startling discovery of such a woman in Manila.... She lowered her eyes, started for her carriage then turned again to the tall figure of Bedient in fresh white clothing. Or it may have been that her deep nature found delight in the excellent boyishness of the tanned face.
It's a long time since I set out this way, a down-grade, and the last few days, I've heard the rapids. I'm going back, as far and as fast as I can up-stream. And this is no lie; no pose." "I repeat, you're a dear boy " "Oh, it's Bedient who jerked me up straight.
Then he had said it was hard for him to remember this was their first talk together alone. Beth realized that here was a subject who would not bore her before his portrait was finished. "Does David Cairns know Miss Nettleton very well?" Bedient asked, as he was leaving.
For just an instant on the staircase, Bedient stood among the punkah-blown palms to scan the faces below. Framtree was not there, but Miss Mallory appeared in a discussion with an elderly gentleman, and her usual animation was apparent. Bedient was struck with the fact that he had been singularly remiss.
"As an acknowledged resource of the government, I suppose it is rather hard to see me at this particular moment in the history of Equatoria as carrying anything so simple as a friendly token." "You are very absorbing to me, Mr. Bedient," the Señor said delicately. "An old man may express his fondness.... I am glad The Pleiad pleases you.
Bedient was not particularly interested, but Miss Mallory's study of the hidden-flamed creature, Señora Rey, and what she told him, adjusted easily to what he had already heard of the woman from South America. "She's pure mother-earth and nothing besides," Miss Mallory went on. "Olive skin, yellow eyes with languid lids, lazy gestures, and a regal head of yellow hair.
Sometimes I think she is more noble than we understand one of those strange, solitary women who love only once. At least, she seems to ask only success in her work, and what that will bring her." Beth thought a moment of the horrible alternative which she did not care to explain to Bedient. "A few years ago in Europe just a young thing, she was, when she met her hero.
He appeared content to go on so; and this challenged Cairns to explain what he meant to do with the next few years. Bedient heard this with fine interest, but no quickening. Cairns was insatiable for details of a life that had been spent in Asia and upon ships of the Eastern seas. Everything that Bedient said had a shining exterior of mystery to the American.
Bedient shook his head. "It may slide askew that way, and worry him more than if the bit were in," he said. "If you command, I shall put it back." "Let me." "No." Smiling, he watched her. The frail left hand parted the huge foamy jaws, and held them apart thumb and little finger while the other hand, behind Clarendon's ears, drew the bit home.
Andrew Bedient was nothing like the man he had expected to find. He remembered now that he might have looked for these rare elements of character, since the boyhood talks had promised them, and power had emanated from them.... Still, Bedient had grown marvellously, in strange, deep ways.
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