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"You may have powerful friends who saved your " He hesitated so long that she glanced up at him and read all that he had wished to say in his face. "My what?" she asked. His courage failed him. "Mr. Lessingham," he proceeded, "from arrest. But if he shows his face here again in Dreymarsh, I sha'n't stop to arrest him. I shall shoot him on sight and chance the consequences."
"There are one or two," Lessingham observed grimly, "who are beginning to suspect me." "That is a pity," Hayter admitted, "because it will be necessary for you to return to Dreymarsh at once." "Return to Dreymarsh at once? But Cranston is away. There is nothing for me to do there in his absence." "He will be back on Wednesday or Thursday night," was the confident reply.
Captain Griffiths has assured me that there is here in Dreymarsh something of sufficient importance to account for the presence of a foreign spy. You have confirmed it. I have been torturing my brain about that for the last twenty-four hours. Now there happens something more inexplicable still. You are arrested, and you are not arrested.
Philippa exclaimed. "Whatever has that poor man been doing now." "Dreymarsh," her visitor proceeded, "having been constituted, during the last few months, a protected area, it is my duty to examine and enquire into the business of any stranger who appears here. Mr. Hamar Lessingham has been largely accepted without comment, owing to his friendship with you.
"This is all too impersonal," Philippa objected. "Do you, in your heart, believe that the time might come when in the night we should hear the guns booming in Dreymarsh Bay, and see your grey-clad soldiers forming up on the beach and scaling our cliffs?" "That will not be yet," he pronounced. "It has been thought of. Once it was almost attempted. Just at present, no."
As it is, I think I feel a little reckless lately. Dreymarsh has got upon my nerves. The things that I thought most of in life seem to have crumbled away." "Ought I to be sorry?" he asked. "I am not." "But why are you so unsympathetic?" "Because I am waiting by your side to rebuild," he whispered.
He was a man of courage and tact, even though Sir Henry, in his own mind, had labelled him as a fool. If indeed he were coming back to Dreymarsh, what could it be for? How much had Philippa known about him? He stood there for a few moments in indecision. A great impulse had come to him to break his pledge, to tell her the truth. Then he made his disturbed way into the breakfast room.
My mission in this country, here at Dreymarsh do not shrink from me if you can help it was to obtain a copy of his mine protection scheme of a certain town on the east coast." "Why should I shrink from you?" she murmured. "This is all too wonderful! What a little beast Henry must think me!" she added, with truly feminine and marvellously selfish irrelevance.
What's your trouble?" "Look here, Rayton," was the firm reply, "I want to chuck this infernal hole-and-corner business. I tell you I've worked it threadbare at Dreymarsh and it's getting jolly uncomfortable." The newcomer grinned. "Poor chap!" he observed, watching his cigar smoke curl upwards. "You're in a nasty mess, you know, Henry.
Lessingham gathered, almost in the first few minutes, that his presence in Dreymarsh was becoming a subject of comment. "My husband has played bridge with you at the club, I think," a lady by whose side he found himself observed. "You perhaps didn't hear my name Mrs. Johnson?" "I congratulate you upon your husband," Lessingham replied.
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