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It was carelessly, even jestingly, spoken, but a certain authority lurked behind the words. Charles Rex knew how to assert his kingship upon occasion, knew also how to temper it with the touch of friendship. Larpent's look did not waver, but some of the grimness went from it. Neither anger nor indignation had any place here. He continued to look Saltash straight in the face.
Even if he had been within reach, Captain Larpent's sternly unapproachable exterior would have held him back. He was inclined to like the man, but he could not feel that Toby's welfare was, or ever had been, of paramount importance to him. He had thoughts only for his yacht.
Saltash turned his head towards Jake, watching him half furtively through the smoke. There followed a silence of some duration. Jake's brows were slightly drawn. He spoke at last, slowly and softly as his manner was. "Are you suggesting that Captain Larpent's daughter should come to us?" "She'd be useful enough," said Saltash in his quick, vehement way. "She'd help Maud with the children.
Larpent's supervision, could not quite bring her dress to the air that was so peculiarly graceful and becoming; and she often caught her papa's eye looking at her as if he saw something amiss, and could not discover what it was. Then came Aunt Leonora, always very kind to Meta, but the dread of the rest of the household, whom she was wont to lecture on the proper care of her niece.
"You apparently took it like the plague." "I didn't die of it," said Larpent grimly. "Perhaps the lady did!" suggested Saltash. "No. She didn't die either." Larpent's eyes came slowly upwards to the mocking eyes above them. "For all I know she may be living now," he said. Saltash's grin became a grimace. "Oh, heavens, Larpent! And you've had indigestion ever since? How long ago is it?
"It's quite impossible. He has been far too good far too generous. But it shan't go on. He's got to set me free. If he doesn't " she stopped abruptly. "Well? If he doesn't?" Larpent's voice was unwontedly gentle, and there was compassion in his look. Toby's eyes avoided his. "I'll find a way for myself," she said almost inarticulately. Larpent's fingers tightened again upon the thin young arm.
He paused a moment, and an odd tremor went through him. "After twenty years," he said, as if in wonder at himself. Saltash's look came swiftly upwards. "I've heard that before," he said. "Those she caught she kept always. No other woman was ever worth while after Rozelle." Larpent's hand clenched instinctively, but he said nothing. Saltash went on in the same casual tone.
He came and hauled us out, and we saved the child between us." He turned again to the doctor, his teeth gleaming fox-like between his smiling lips. "Really, I am sorry to disappoint you," he said. "But the truth is seldom as highly-coloured as our unpleasant imaginings. The child is Larpent's daughter." He rose with the words, still suavely smiling.
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