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At one o'clock, hearing Agatha Caithness speak to Leila's maid, he left the window, and sitting down at the desk, telephoned to Desmond's; and he was informed that Mortimer, hard hit, had signified his intention of recouping at Burbank's. Then he managed to get Burbank's on the wire, and finally Mortimer himself, but was only cursed for his pains and cut off in the middle of his pleading.
But the Armenian, knowing that every word was overheard by Desmond's men, made haste to pacify the boatmen. It was by no means easy work getting down the river. The boats were flat bottomed and drew very little water; but the stream being very low, they stuck fast time after time in the shallows.
To John's intellectual activities Caesar played, so to speak, gallery; even as John upon many an afternoon had sat stewing in the covered racquet-court, applauding Desmond's service into the corner, or his hot returns just above the line. At home, in the holidays, the boys had always met upon the same plane. Of the two, John was the better rider and shot.
Worn and haggard after his sleepless night, Desmond had scarcely spirit enough to look with curiosity on his fellow prisoners when the shed was faintly lit by the morning sun. One of the men was awake; and, catching Desmond's lusterless eyes fixed upon him, he sat up and returned his gaze. "Your Honor is an English gentleman?"
Terence had brought a number of hand-grenades, which were carried by a party under Desmond's command. It was hoped, by throwing them in, the enemy would be driven from the spot, and time allowed for the seamen to climb over the palisades. The naval party were received with as hot a fire as had met the troops. The brave Maoris, disconcerted by the repeated attacks made on them, began to waver.
The excitement of their flight and the peril of the subterranean river had been too much for the enfeebled frame and George Desmond's troubled soul was on its way to more peaceful rest than he had known in many years. "Is there nothing we can do for you, sir?" asked Billy eagerly, bending over the dying man and taking his hand-which, despite the heat, was as cold as ice, between his.
Not a beauty not at all; but, as the Rector had said, 'striking. As for Pamela, what was the matter with the child? Until Beryl's name was mentioned, there was not a smile to be got out of her. And it was a very fleeting one when it came. Desmond's name fared a little better.
So she shirked facing the music ... till she felt quite sure of herself...." "Till she felt sure of herself, there should have been no engagement," Roy decreed, amazed at his own rising anger. "Unfair on you." Desmond's smile was the ghost of its normal self. "You always were a bit of a purist, Roy! Besides it was my doing again. I pressed the point. And I think ... she liked me ... loving her.
But they went about their task instantly without a word: Desmond's bold stand, and the swift overthrow of the big Gujarati, had turned the tide in his favor, and he thrilled with relief and keen pleasure that he was master of the situation. While the ringleader of the mutineers was being firmly bound, Desmond turned to Nanna and said: "Now, answer me at once. What is that place?"
And when it was completed there was a great joy in the two hearts and a peace in Desmond's that had not been there for many years. "You are tired, my son," said Father Healy kindly. "Tired, but glad, Father. I have come out of the ocean of darkness and doubt into the old harbour of peace and certainty." A few minutes after Father Healy had left him he was again sleeping as peacefully as a child.
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