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Gower, who is already laying plans in his own mind as to how he is to discomfit the hiders, and win laurels for himself as a searcher. "Well, off we go!" cries Mrs. Chichester, flying out of the room, Captain Marryatt after her. Hide-and-seek as a game leaves little to be desired.
We are to escort the wagons to where the boat lies beyond the bend, and then push over with all the horsemen we can take. It was after daylight when we got started, but we almost ran the wagons 'cross country to the boat, and there Captain Hull took F troop and what there was of his own, leaving only ten men back with the wagons; and not till then was Gower missed; but all were in such a hurry to get to the Indians that no one paid attention.
"What do you think, Mollie?" he said to Moldini. "We might test her at a few rehearsals." Crossley meekly accepted the salutary check on his enthusiasm. "Do you wish to try, Miss Gower?" Mildred was silent. She knew now the sort of piece in which she was to appear. She had seen a few of them, those cheap and vulgar farces with their thin music, their more than dubious-looking people.
Gower persisted, stating the business of his mission; and in spite of the very suspicious glib good English spoken by a man wearing such a hat and suit, the butler was induced to consult Mrs. Carthew. She sprang up alarmed.
And if he is grave like Gower rather than merry like Chaucer, we must remember that for nineteen years he had lived a captive, so that it was natural his verse should be somber as his life had been. And though there is no laughter in this poem, it shows a power of feeling joy as well as sorrow, which makes us sad when we remember how long the poet was shut away from common human life.
"She was up to Potter's Landing. I sent for her and she's back," Peter told him. "She'll be up to see you presently. There's no grub in the house, is there? Can you eat? Well, take it easy, lad." An hour or so later Dolly Ferrara brought him a steaming breakfast on a tray. She sat talking to him while he ate. "Gower will have to pay for the Blackbird, won't he?" she asked. "The fishermen say so."
It happened that the pugilist's patron had, within the last fifteen minutes, driven past a certain thirty-acre meadow, sight of which on his way to Carinthia had stirred him. He had even then an idea of his old deeds dogging him to bind him, every one of them, the smallest. 'But you've nothing to go by, he said. 'Why guess at this rascal more than another? Gower quoted Mrs.
Madge pointed to the marks of her jump, deep in flower-bed earth under an open window. Gower measured the height with sensational shanks. She smote at the door. Carinthia nodded from her window. Close upon that, Kit Ines came bounding to the parlour window; he spied and stared. Gower was known to him as the earl's paymaster; so he went to the passage and flung the door open, blocking the way.
Had Gower been thinking for ever, he could hardly have made a speech so calculated to annoy Dulce as that just made. To add to her discomfiture, Roger laughs aloud, a somewhat bitter, irritating laugh, that galls her to the quick.
He closed by asking Hayne to remind Major Waldron that his copy of Clancy's confession had not yet reached him, and he was anxious to see it in full. "The one thing lacking to complete the chain is Gower," said the major, as he looked up over his spectacles. "It would be difficult to tell what became of him.
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