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"I hope you have not come all this way to tell me that! The man was dead." "My cousin himself," Miller continued, "was hard to convince. The man left his encampment with whisky enough to kill him, thirst enough to drink it all, and no food." "So I found him," Dominey assented, "deserted by his boys and raving. To silence him forever was a child's task."
"You seem to have lost a certain pliability, or perhaps I ought to call it looseness of disposition," he admitted. "There are many things connected with the past which I find it almost impossible to associate with you. For a trifling instance," he went on, with a slight smile, inclining his head towards his host's untasted glass. "You don't drink port like any Dominey I ever knew."
I found it a little difficult to understand him, but her Highness's maid conversed with him in German, and I understand that he either is or brings you a message from a certain Doctor Schmidt, with whom you were acquainted in Africa." The warning whistle blew at that moment, and Dominey swung round and stood at attention. His behaviour was perfectly normal.
"And now, I think," Doctor Harrison intervened a little gruffly, "it's time to knock off for the evening." She turned very sweetly to Everard. "Will you take me upstairs?" she begged. "I have been hoping so much that you would come before Doctor Harrison sent me off." "I should have been very disappointed if I had been too late," Dominey assured her. "Now say good night to everybody."
"I hope you have explained to Everard, my dear, that although, of course, we are very glad to see him back again, it is absolutely hopeless for him to look to me for any financial assistance at the present moment." Caroline smiled. "Everard was alluding to the money he already owes you," she explained. "He intends to repay it at once. He is also paying off the Dominey mortgages.
What's the latest news of her ladyship?" "Still unconscious," Dominey replied. "The doctors, however, seem perfectly satisfied. Everything depends on her waking moments." The young man abandoned the subject with a murmur of hopeful sympathy. His eyes were fixed upon a little cloud of dust in the distance. "Expecting visitors to-day?" he asked.
Pelham's servant was either mistaken or willfully deceived me. Wolff did not accompany your butler to the station." "And how did you find that out?" Dominey demanded. "It is immaterial! What is material is that there is a sort of conspiracy amongst the servants here to conceal the manner of his leaving. Do not interrupt me, I beg!
"To my mind, your greatest difficulty will be encountered to-morrow. You know what you have to deal with down at Dominey." Dominey's face was very set and grave. "I am prepared," he said. Seaman still hesitated. "Do you remember," he asked, "that when we talked over your plans at Cape Town, you showed me a picture of of Lady Dominey?" "I remember." "May I have one more look at it?"
"I have orders to see it destroyed. We can talk of that presently. Sometimes, when I am away from you, I tremble. It may sound foolish, but you have in your possession just the two things that map and Von Terniloff's memoirs which would wreck our propaganda in every country of the world." "Both are safe," Dominey assured him.
Unthank entered, severer, more unattractive than ever in the hard morning light. She came to the end of the table, facing the place where Dominey was seated. "Good morning, Mrs. Unthank," he said. She ignored the greeting. "I am the bearer of a message," she announced. "Pray deliver it," Dominey replied. "Her ladyship would be glad for you to visit her in her apartment at once."
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