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Alton's hand tightened upon the balustrade, and then turning slowly he paced along the verandah, while Alice Deringham choked back a sob as she noticed that now his steps were uneven. She had accomplished the task that was laid upon her, and it only remained for her to keep silence and hide her suffering. In another moment he would descend the verandah stairway and she would never see him again.
Then she said slowly, "And I am the mistress of all the Carnaby property. It is mine to do what I like with. I could borrow money upon it, or sell it?" "Under conditions," said Deringham with a little smile of relief, though his face grew clouded again. "Alton has made it yours, almost too absolutely."
Deringham glanced at him languidly. "As you know, that is not the reason. Now I do not ask for a return of the money you obtained from me but I want the thing stopped immediately." Hallam poured out a glass of wine. "You will have to put it straight." "Well," said Deringham, "if you insist. I am sincerely sorry I ever saw or heard of you.
Bright though the sunshine was, a bitter wind came down across the inlet from the gleaming hills that stretched back, ridged here and there by the sombre green of pines, towards the frozen North, and Deringham and his daughter, who were setting out on a visit to a town of Washington, had sought shelter in the saloon.
Then the voices grew less distinct, and that of the man dictating broke monotonously through them until a steward approached her father with an envelope in his hand. "Mr. Forel has just sent it down, sir," he said. "You're Mr. Deringham?" Deringham tore the envelope open, and while he sat staring at the paper inside it his daughter noticed that there was a little pale spot in his cheek.
Alton laughed a little, and glanced down at his knee. "Well, I fancied but, pshaw, I was a fool," said he. "Yes," said Alice Deringham. "I think you were for I was only sorry then. And after all that has happened are you not foolish still? I am not the woman you fancy I am, Harry, and you know how I have wronged you." "You are the one I want," said Alton gravely.
"I am," he said, "inclined to feel sorry for the Canadian, but you will at least be civil to him." Miss Deringham made a little gesture of impatience. "You do not suppose I should be openly resentful?" she said. Her father still appeared ironically amused. "I do not know that it would be necessary, but I fancy the Canadian will have cause to regret he is an Alton," he said.
"Well," said Hallam sympathetically, "one can't always come out on top, and if you're stopping down at Vancouver I may be of some use to you, and you to me. If you'll come up to-morrow I'll show you the Tyee, and I've something better still up the valley." "I'm sorry," said Deringham indifferently; "I'm going through to Somasco!" Hallam glanced at him steadily. "Of course you are," said he.
They did not enter it together, for Deringham was sitting there when Hallam came in, about the time the Atlantic express was starting, which accounted for the fact that there was nobody else present.
Now and then she caught disjointed fragments of his conversation. "Got that quite straight? Fall in securities, silver depreciating. Now did I put in anything about the Democrats going in?" Miss Deringham could make but little of this, and had always cherished a faint contempt, which she may have inherited from her mother, who had been born at Carnaby, for anything connected with business.
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