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Millicent could not deny this, but she did not see his mother's purpose in confessing it. "Of course," she answered, as she rang for tea, "he hasn't been in charge very long. One can learn only by experience." Mrs. Gladwyne looked grateful; but although she was very tranquil there was something in her manner that hinted at uncertainty.
Lisle made no comment, but there was comprehension and sympathy in his expression, and Nasmyth nodded. "Yes," he acknowledged; "it's an open secret that I would have looked for nothing better than to marry Millicent Gladwyne." He paused with a slight flush creeping into his bronzed face. "For all that, I knew some years ago that I hadn't the faintest chance and never would have.
"Crestwick doubled several times; he's stubborn and doesn't like to be beaten," Gladwyne resumed. "I had the same ideas when I was as young as he is." "I've offered to let him off," Batley broke in. "I'd do so now only he's kept me shooting for the last half-hour. As Gladwyne says, he's obstinate, and it's a pity that he's wrong.
How or why I can't explain, but we have drifted apart. I don't know whether this will go on I don't understand myself I only know that I am as anxious for his welfare as I always have been. It must be left to him; there is nothing you must urge me to do." Mrs. Gladwyne looked regretful, but she made a sign of acquiescence and rising came toward the girl and took her hand.
But I'll take no part in trapping Clarence Gladwyne into any admission, nor will I countenance any charge against him unless some chance supplies you with indisputable evidence." "Thanks," said Lisle; "I'm agreeable. You stand neutral until I call on you." "There are two more questions, and then we'll let the subject drop. Why didn't you make this search earlier?
A day or two later Crestwick and the packer overtook them, having discovered nothing; and then the party was animated by a strong desire to escape from the river and reach the trail to the settlements as soon as possible. Further search for Gladwyne was useless; the flood had swept him away and no one would ever know where his bones lay.
"The night you were half drowned I emptied the cache and, without making any note of what was in it, pitched everything into the river." "So I discovered. At least, when I managed with some trouble to reach the place, I knew it was either you or Gladwyne, and I blamed you." "Well?" "I've decided," Lisle said gravely, "that you did quite right. It's the end of that story."
Gladwyne seems cordial to the people you object to, and one would imagine that she's the embodiment of your best traditions, a worthy representative of the old régime." "Mrs. Gladwyne is a remarkably fine lady, but it's unfortunate that she's a little deaf and it must be owned not particularly intelligent. A good deal of what goes on escapes her.
At first I supposed you wished to go because a journey through a rough and little-known country seems to appeal to one kind of Englishman, but I changed my mind when you showed your anxiety to get upon the Gladwyne party's trail." "You were right. I knew the Gladwynes in England; the one who died was an old and valued friend of mine.
Even if her attachment to Gladwyne were free from passion, as Nasmyth had hinted, she must cherish some degree of affection and regard for the man. His desertion of her brother could not be forgiven, but the revelation of his baseness would not incline her favorably toward the person who made it, as it would seem to be merely for the purpose of separating her from him.
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