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Santoris welcomed us with the kindly courtesy which always distinguished his manner, and he himself escorted Miss Harland down to one of the cabins, there to take off the numerous unnecessary wraps and shawls with which she invariably clothed herself on the warmest day, I followed them as they went, and he turned to me with a smile, saying: "You know your room?
Captain Derrick's lifted eyebrows expressed his inability to solve the enigma. "I said just now if there was a wind it wasn't a wind belonging to this world " Mr. Harland turned upon him quickly.
The peculiar circumstances in which Mrs. Harland found herself placed gave her a degree of fortitude, of which upon ordinary occasions she would have found herself incapable. Raising her hand with an imperative gesture she said in a firm voice: "Back tempters, hinder not my husband from following the dictates of his better nature."
It was enough for him that it was given up. He would have been even more proud and pleased, however, if he had known how frankly she confessed her real intentions. To do that seemed to Angela the only way. To have fibbed a little, or even to have prevaricated whitely, would have spoiled everything. "I find, dear Mrs. Harland," she said in her letter, "that I can't tear myself from San Francisco.
And I 'did eat the husks that the swine did eat. Many fellows have to do the same. Sometimes though not often a man arrives with a constitution unsuited to husks. Mine was and is such an one." "You secured honours with the husks," said Mr. Harland. Santoris gave a gesture of airy contempt. "Honours! Such honours!
It raised me, restored me, brought me back to life, to hope, to love, and home." He told us, in the course of the evening, how he had found Mr. Harland on the eve of embarking for India, and that he offered to be his companion; and how he had written to his mother before his voyage, telling her of his destination, and entreating her to write if she were still willing to call him her son.
"There is no mention of the diamond earrings which Celia Harland was wearing when she went away." "Ah! so you noticed that!" exclaimed Hanaud. "A little more experience and I should be looking very closely to my laurels. But as for the earrings I will tell you, Mlle. Celie was not wearing them when she went away from the Villa Rose."
"I'm very glad," Santoris answered "And now would you and your friend like to take the launch back to your own yacht, or will you stay and dine with me?" Mr. Harland thought a moment. "I'm afraid we must go" he said, at last, with obvious reluctance "Captain Derrick went back with Brayle. You see, Catherine is not strong, and she has not been quite herself and we must not leave her alone.
So little while ago there was no Mlle. Celie " and, as Hanaud raised his hand, she said hurriedly, "Yes, yes; I will control myself. But to think of Mme. Dauvray now!" And thereupon she blurted out her story and explained to Mr. Ricardo the question which had so perplexed him: how a girl of so much distinction as Celia Harland came to be living with a woman of so common a type as Mme. Dauvray.
"You're sure you do not mind?" said Harland, then, opening his eyes drowsily "You will be perfectly safe with Santoris." I smiled. I did not need that assurance.
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