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Updated: June 11, 2025
To be forcibly dragged back, therefore, into the paths of virtue was in some ways a great relief. The presence of Guy Oscard, also, was in itself a comfort. Durnovo felt that no responsibility attached itself to him; he had entire faith in Oscard, and had only to obey. Durnovo was not a person who suffered from too delicate a susceptibility.
"Of course they expect it," shouted Joseph in his face; "of course they expect it, Mr. Durnovo." "Why?" "Because they're SLAVES. Think I don't know that?" He turned to Oscard. "This man, Mr. Oscard," he said, "is a slave-owner. Them forty that joined at Msala was slaves. He's shot two of 'em now; this is his second. And what does he care? they're his slaves.
"Marie," he said, "I have had rather serious news from Mr. Durnovo." "Yes?" rather breathlessly. "It will not be safe for you to stay at Msala you must take the children down to Loango." "Does he say that?" she asked, in her rapid, indistinct English. "Who?" "Vic Mr. Durnovo." "No," replied Oscard, wondering at the question. "He does not say anything about me or the children?" persisted Marie.
And Jocelyn did not pretend to conceal from herself the hope that filled her whole being the hope that Jack Meredith might bring the news in person. Instead, came Victor Durnovo. He came upon her one evening when she was walking slowly home from a mild tea-party at the house of a missionary. Hearing footsteps on the sandy soil, she turned, and found herself face to face with Durnovo.
Even while the Duma was demanding this larger measure of liberty and of authority over the Ministry, that body had already initiated and put in force new and more vigorous methods of suppression. Under M. Durnovo, Minister of the Interior, a law had been promulgated known as the Law of Reinforced Defense.
A word from that far, wild country, which seemed so much fitter a background to his simple bulk and strength than the cramped ways of London society a message from the very heart of the dark continent to him: "Meredith surrounded and in danger Durnovo false come at once Jocelyn Gordon." Guy Oscard pushed back his chair and rose at once, as if there were somebody waiting in the hall to see him.
Some of the leaders of these circles, persons of weight, went to Durnovo to ask permission, and Durnovo refused it, declaring that the organization of relief must be left to the Episcopal department and the Red Cross. In short, private initiative was suppressed at its first efforts. Everyone was cast down and dispirited; some were furious, some simply washed their hands of the whole business.
When I come back I will speak of it again." "You have not spoken to her?" "No, I have not spoken to her." Maurice Gordon shook his head. "She is a queer girl," he said, trying to conceal the hope that was in his voice. "She is cleverer than me, you know, and all that. My influence is very small, and would scarcely be considered. "But your interests would," suggested Durnovo.
Victor Durnovo sent captor and prisoner to the front of the column, with a message to Oscard that he would come presently and see what information was to be abstracted from the captive. At the midday halt Durnovo accordingly joined Oscard, and the man was brought before them. He was hardly worthy of the name, so disease-stricken, so miserable and half-starved was he.
The caravan naturally moved slowly, owing to the enormous amount of baggage to be carried, and this delay seemed to irritate Victor Durnovo to such an extent that at last it was obvious that the man would go mad unless this enormous tension could be relieved. "For God's sake," he would shout, "hurry those men on! We haven't done ten miles to-day. Another man down damn him!"
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