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In the meantime, the passengers went away to pack or get ready for a run ashore, and at last the saloon was empty except for Dick's party and Kenwardine. Then Don Sebastian crossed the floor and bowed to the latter. "It would be a favor if you will take a glass of wine with us," he said.
He doubted if he could get back that night, but a sailing barquillo would take passengers to Santa Brigida, and Clare could go home by her. The girl made no objection when she heard that two French ladies, whom she knew, were returning by the boat, and stayed with her hostess when Kenwardine and Richter left.
"Well," Dick continued, "I promised to look after you, and although I didn't know what I was undertaking, the promise must be kept. It's true that Kenwardine afterwards did me a great service; but his placing me under an obligation doesn't relieve me from the other, which I'd incurred first." Somewhat to his surprise, Jake nodded agreement. "No, not from your point of view.
He set his lips, and Don Sebastian watched him with amusement. "Well," said the latter, "you have my sympathy. The señorita's eyes are bright." "I cannot have Miss Kenwardine mentioned," Dick rejoined. "She has nothing to do with the matter."
"You're not fit to be moved yet." "I'm going, anyhow," Dick replied with quiet resolution. After trying in vain to persuade him, Jake went away, and soon afterwards Kenwardine came in. The light was strong and Dick noted the touches of gray in his short, dark hair, but except for this he looked young and athletic.
In fact, Don Sebastian seems to imagine that Kenwardine is safe so long as he keeps off British soil. However, an official gentleman with a refined taste in clothes and charming manners called at our hotel and is coming to see you as soon as the doctor will let him." Next morning Dick saw the gentleman, who stated his rank and then asked a number of questions, which Dick did not answer clearly.
Kenwardine excused himself to his hostess, and after promising to return before long went away with the man. "Who is Don Martin, and does he own the coaling wharf?" Clare asked. "No," said the Spaniard. "What makes you imagine so?" "There was some coal-dust on his messenger." The Spaniard laughed.
"I quite understand the thing," he said, and got up as the man Dick was waiting for came towards the table. The merchant did not keep Dick long, and he left the café feeling satisfied. Kenwardine had probably had him watched and had had something to do with the theft of the sheet from his blotting pad, but knew nothing about the attempt upon his life.
"It's absurd!" she exclaimed. "He must have been delirious when he said so." "He didn't say so in as many words; Brandon has some taste. But he was perfectly sensible and intended me to see what he meant." The girl stood still, trembling with anger and confusion, and Kenwardine felt sorry for her. She was worse hurt than he had expected, but she would rally.
With this resolve, he began to talk about the dancing, and soon afterward Jake came up and asked Clare for the next waltz. She smiled and gave Dick a challenging glance. "Certainly," he said with a bow, and then turned to Jake. "As Miss Kenwardine has been put in my charge, you must bring her back." Jake grinned as he promised and remarked as they went away: "Makes a good dueña, doesn't he?
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