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Presently, however, the runaway made his appearance before them. His face was flushed and he breathed heavily. Apparently he had been running, and for some distance. "Didn't you see him?" he inquired of his companions in some surprise. "See who?" asked Kitwater, with elevated eyebrows. "Who do you think you saw?" "A man," Hayle replied.
He opened the letters while I perused them and dictated the various replies. When he came to the fifth he uttered an exclamation of surprise. "What is it?" I inquired. "Anything wrong?" In reply he handed me a letter written on good note-paper, but without an address. It ran as follows "Mr. Gideon Hayle returns thanks for kind inquiries, and begs to inform Mr.
The individual I saw there was no more like Hayle than he was like the man in the moon. "Do you mean to tell me that he is the man who arrived late last night in a cab, and whose luggage consisted of a small brown bag and a travelling rug?" I asked. "You've been having a game with me, young woman, and I should advise you to be careful. You don't realize who I am."
Gideon Hayle to thank for that, and if we have to tramp round the world to do it, if we have to hunt for him in every country on the face of the earth, we'll repay the debt we owe him." Mr. Codd's bright little eyes twinkled in reply. Then they shook hands solemnly together. It would certainly prove a bad day for Gideon Hayle should he ever have the ill luck to fall into their hands.
That they had not booked passages in the same boat in which Hayle had sailed, we soon settled to our satisfaction. In that case we knew that they must be domiciled in Naples somewhere. In the intervals between our search Leglosse and I used our best endeavours to make Miss Kitwater enjoy her stay.
When the Shweydagon was lost in the evening mist, and the steamer had made her way slowly down the sluggish stream with the rice-fields on either side, Hayle went aft and took his last look at the land to which he was saying good-bye.
"And about time, too," cried Hayle, upon whom the place was exercising a most curious effect. "If you've found it, show us your precious treasure-chamber." "All in good time, my friend, all in good time," said Kitwater. "Things have gone so smoothly with us hitherto, that we must look for a little set-back before we've done." "We don't want any set-backs," said Hayle.
"She said nothing to us of such an intention. I know that she is heart and soul with us in our desire to find Hayle. But since you have seen her you probably know that?" "I think I do," I returned, for some reason almost abruptly. "She is a good girl," said Kitwater, and then took from his pocket an envelope which he handed to me.
The same intense silence, however, hung over everything. In the narrower streets creepers trailed from side to side, almost shutting out the light, and adding a twilight effect to the already sufficiently mysterious rooms and courtyards to be seen within. "This is by no means the most cheerful sort of place," said Hayle to Kitwater, as they passed down a paved street side by side.
There is a charm in the endless sand-blown dunes that stretch on both sides of the estuary, but dismal weather can make them desolate, and wild weather converts them into a howling waste; while Hayle itself, with some small shipping and industry, is a place that the lover of beauty does not often care for.
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