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Then there was a sharp crack, and he smiled when he heard Gladwyne's report. "I can't see it. These are only opera-glasses." Dead silence followed the next shot, which left no visible mark on the target; and Lisle did not look around as he thrust his last cartridge into the rifle.
Since Miss Crestwick dropped you, there's only Miss Gladwyne available, so far as I know, and you have got to marry money and do so pretty soon. I'm willing to do anything that may help on the match." Gladwyne's face burned, he looked savage, but Batley continued to watch him with an ironical smile. "I don't want to drive you too hard, but I'm only stating an obvious fact," he concluded.
He knew that he was not exaggerating. She was only a year older than the wilful lad, who must at times have driven her to despair. Yet she had never faltered in her efforts to restrain and control him; and had made a greater sacrifice for his sake than Lisle suspected, though in the light of a subsequent revelation of Gladwyne's character she was thankful for this.
But when rents are rigorously exacted by a solicitor's or banker's clerk, and repairs are cut down, when indifference takes the place of judicious interest, it is hardly logical to look for the cordial relations that might exist. Nasmyth's tenants stopped and exchanged a cheery greeting or a jest with him; most of Gladwyne's looked grim when he or his friends, the Marples, passed.
They were not greatly reassured, because Jake's idea of what was really bad was alarming. Nasmyth glanced at his companion with a smile. "Is it any better than this?" he asked. "A little," answered Jake. "An old trail runs in." "Gladwyne's trail?" exclaimed Nasmyth. "The one we're looking for?" "Why, yes," drawled Jake, as if it were scarcely worth mentioning. "I guess it is."
The sight of her sent a thrill of satisfaction through the man; it was seldom that Millicent Gladwyne's appearance was unwelcome to her friends. She approached him with outstretched hand. "I drove over for you. Clarence couldn't come; he was suddenly called up to town," she began. "It would have been rather lonely for you to spend the first evening by yourself at the Lodge. You will come to us?"
On the other hand, if the one on Gladwyne's side of the river " "Of course!" Nasmyth broke in. "You needn't labor the point; it's plain enough." He stopped for a few moments before he went on again. "I'm convinced; but without that list of Gladwyne's you still haven't proof enough to place your account of the affair beyond dispute. What are you going to do?"
Gladwyne figured on getting mighty hungry." Lisle nodded. "Put me up enough bread and fish for two of us for two days." He moved away with Nasmyth, and they had left the fire behind when he spoke, his voice hoarse with anger. "Gladwyne's gone to the cache! He's got half a day's clear start of us and he knows the country.
The trial was a new experience to Lisle, and he felt the exhilaration of it as, remembering his instructions, he strove to hold his mount. Gladwyne's horse was a length ahead of him, the wind lashed his face, and the thrill of the race grew keener when he swept over the first fence, hard upon the flying chestnut's heels.
"Gladwyne and I are quite willing to give you your chance," was Batley's quick reply; but Lisle unceremoniously laid his hand on Crestwick's shoulder. "Come along," he urged, laughing. "Luck's against you; you've had quite enough." He had the lad out of the door in another moment, and looking back from the landing he saw a curious look in Gladwyne's face which he thought was one of disgust.
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