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Updated: June 13, 2025
"I came out here to escape certain consequences," said he candidly. "I'll stay to enjoy the uncertain ones. I am not in the least alarmed on my own account. The object of my visit, Lord Deppingham, is to ask you to be on your guard up here.
The clerical force is entirely native. There were but ten white men here before you came, including two Greeks. There are no beggars. Perhaps you noticed that no one was asking for alms as you came up." "'Gad, I should say we did," exclaimed Deppingham ruefully. "There wasn't even a finger held out to us. But is this a holiday on the island?" "A holiday, my lord?" "Yes.
A man's voice came in to them from the balcony, following Lady Deppingham's soft laugh. "No," she said, settling back calmly. "It's Mr. Browne." "Oh," said Deppingham, a slight shadow coming into his eyes. "Nice chap, too," he added a moment later. "I don't like him," said she, lowering her voice. Deppingham was silent.
I've I've had a bad turn or two, myself, lately, and but, never mind." He was silent for some time, evidently turning something over in his mind. "By the way, what does Chase say about it?" he asked suddenly. She started and caught her breath. "Mr. Chase? He he hasn't said anything about it," she responded lamely. "He's he's not that sort," "Ah," reflected Deppingham, "he is a gentleman?"
"How how the devil do you does he bring 'em to time like that?" he murmured. He afterward said that if he had had Saunders there at that humiliating moment he would have kicked him. "They're afraid of the American battleship," said Browne. "But where is the American battleship?" demanded Deppingham, looking wildly to sea.
Lady Deppingham's eyes grew wide with understanding. "You don't mean to say that the servants have left the place?" she cried. "Yes, my lady. They were natives, you know." "What's that got to do with it?" demanded Deppingham. "I'm afraid you don't understand the situation," said Mr. Bowles patiently. "You see, it's really a triangular controversy, if I may be so bold as to say so.
Well, here it is in a nutshell: I have not spoken of it before, but you and Mr. Browne can very easily comply with the provisions of the will. You can be married at any time. Now, I " "And where do I come in?" demanded Deppingham, sarcastically. "Yes, and I?" added Mrs. Browne. "You forget us, Mr. Saunders." "I include Mrs. Browne," amended Deppingham. "Are we to be assassinated?
It may be my death sentence, but I'll stay." In the wide east gallery they saw Lady Deppingham and Bobby Browne, deeply engrossed in conversation. They were seated in the shade of the wisteria, and the two were close upon them before they heard their voices. Deppingham started and involuntarily allowed his hand to go to his temple, as if to check the thought that flitted through his brain.
After satisfying themselves that there was no possibility of the enemy ever being able to enter the château through the collapsed passage, the trio returned to the upper world. Involuntarily their gaze went out searchingly over the placid sea. The whole sky glared back at them, unwrinkled, smokeless, cloudless. Chase turned to Deppingham, a word of encouragement on his lips.
The glow from the torches held by gesticulating hands fell upon her tired, frightened face. Deppingham groaned aloud as he looked down upon the wretched, hopeless woman that he loved and had come out to die for. Bobby Browne was standing near by. His hands were tightly bound behind his back.
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