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Updated: June 15, 2025
"The idea is, I believe," he said, "that the ghost makes his way out from the wood and sits on the terrace underneath Lady Dominey's window. All bunkum, of course, but I can assure you that every servant and caretaker we've had there has given notice within a month. That is the sole reason why I haven't ventured to recommend long ago that you should get rid of Mrs. Unthank."
"His Excellency and I," Dominey observed, "have reached a cul-de-sac in our argument, the blank wall of good-natured but fundamental disagreement." "Then I shall claim you for a while," Stephanie declared, taking Dominey's arm. "Lady Dominey has attracted all the men to her circle, and I am lonely." The Prince bowed. "I deny the cul-de-sac," he said, "but I yield our host!
The next morning saw the breaking-up of Dominey's carefully arranged shooting party. The Prince took his host's arm and led him to one side for a few moments, as the cars were being loaded up. His first few words were of formal thanks. He spoke then more intimately. "Von Ragastein," he said, "I desire to refer back for a moment to our conversation the other day."
He met Dominey's eager glance with a little nod. "She's doing all right," he declared. "No fever or anything?" "Bless you, no! She's as near as possible in perfect health physically. A different woman from what she was this time last year, I can tell you. When she wakes up, she'll either be herself again, without a single illusion of any sort, or "
Dominey asked curiously. "I am part of a great machine," was the somewhat evasive reply. "I have nothing to do but obey." A flicker of passion distorted Dominey's face, flamed for a moment in his tone. "Are you content to live and die like this?" he demanded. "Don't you want to get back to where a different sort of sun will warm your heart and fill your pulses?
"It's about the wood again, sir," she confessed. "I can't bear it. All night long I seem to hear those axes, and the calling of the men." "What is your objection, Mrs. Unthank, to the destruction of the Black Wood?" Dominey asked bluntly. "It is nothing more nor less than a noisome pest-hole. Its very presence there, after all that she has suffered, is a menace to Lady Dominey's nerves.
"Fools!" he exclaimed. "Of what use will their navy be when my sword is once drawn, when I hold the coast towns of Calais and Boulogne, when my cannon command the Straits of Dover! The days of insular nations are passed, passed as surely as the days of England's arrogant supremacy upon the seas." The Kaiser refilled his glass and Dominey's.
Their womenkind left them at that moment to talk to some acquaintances seated a short distance way. Mr. Watson, passing within a few yards of them, was brought to a standstill by Dominey's greeting. They talked for a moment or two upon idle subjects.
Dominey's reply was a little dubious. "I am afraid they do not take to the idea very kindly in this part of the world," he confessed. "Purely agricultural districts are always a little difficult." "It is your duty as a landowner," the Duke insisted, "to alter their point of view.
"Sir Everard," the doctor began, "this return of Lady Dominey's has taken me altogether by surprise. I had intended to-morrow morning to discuss the situation with you." "I am most anxious to hear your report," Dominey said. "My report is good," was the confident answer.
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