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He has been so lost in dreams that I have come close to him through the grass and stood beside him and spoken to him before he grew aware that anyone was near." "Perhaps he wants to be a sailor," suggested Dewes. "No, I do not think it is that," Sybil answered quietly. "If it were so, he would have told me." "Yes," Dewes admitted. "Yes, he would have told you. I was wrong." "You see," Mrs.
Thus it fell to Ralston to explain, twenty-six years later, the saying of a long-forgotten Political Officer which had seemed so dark to Colonel Dewes when it was uttered in the little fort in Chiltistan. There was a special danger for the best in the upbringing of the Indian princes in England. Linforth flushed as he listened to the tirade, but he made no answer.
"So did I," said Dewes. "But I was wrong." He turned and walked along by the side of Shere Ali. "I don't know why exactly, but I did not find life in London so very interesting." Shere Ali looked quickly at the Colonel. "Yet you had looked forward to retiring and going home?" he asked with a keen interest. Colonel Dewes gave himself up to reflection. He sounded the obscurities of his mind.
Dick leaned his arms upon the sill and with his eyes on the Colonel's face asked quietly: "How far does the Road reach now?" At the side of Colonel Dewes Sybil Linforth flinched as though she had been struck. But it did not need that movement to explain to the Colonel the perplexing problem of her fears. He understood now. The Linforths belonged to the Road. The Road had slain her husband.
The best you can hope is that he will be merely unhappy. You pray that he won't take to drink and make his friends among the jockeys and the trainers. He has lost the taste for the native life, and nevertheless he has got to live it. Besides besides I haven't told you the worst of it." Dewes leaned forward. The sincerity of Luffe had gained upon him. "Let me hear all," he said.
Only the bees among the flowers filled the air with a pleasant murmur. "They are doing well your roses," said Dewes. "Yes. These Queen Mabs are good. Don't you think so? I am rather proud of them," said Sybil; and then she broke off suddenly and faced him. "Is it true?" she whispered in a low passionate voice. "Is the road stopped? Will it not go beyond Kohara?"
That's certain," he said, nodding his head. A cold satisfaction shone in his eyes. "But Linforth was part of the Thing." He passed the second letter to Dewes, who read it; and for a while both men remained thoughtful and, as it seemed, unaware for the moment of the Diwan's presence. There was this difference, however.
Even Dora, who had stayed at home with May, would suffer in silence and bear anything with and for her family, before she would complain or ask help. Tray's errant fancy finally took him down a lane leading to the Dewes and to a sheltered walk between rows of yellowing elms by the side of the river. The girls were at last able to enjoy themselves.
Dewes found the Political Officer propped up on pillows on his camp-bed. The door from the courtyard was open, and the morning light poured brightly into the room. "Sit here, close to me, Dewes," said Luffe in a whisper, "and listen, for I am very tired." A smile came upon his face. "Do you remember Linforth's letters? How that phrase came again and again: 'I am very tired."
"Once before " faltered the Khan, and Phillips broke in upon him impatiently. "Yes, once before. But it's not the same thing. This is a house, not a fort, and I have only a handful of men to defend it; and I am not Luffe." Then his voice sharpened. "Why didn't you listen to him? All this is your fault yours and Dewes', who didn't understand, and held his tongue."
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