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Dion thanked him warmly and walked on, while the verger looked after him. "I shouldn't wonder if that's Mrs. Leith's husband home from the war," he murmured. "Looks as if he'd been fighting, he does, and burnt pretty near to a cinder by something, the sun as like as not."
Leith's voice rose to a roar as he made another threat regarding what he would do if the youngster did not hold his tongue, but Holman was defiant, and an immediate conflict was only averted by the tact of Edith Herndon. The afternoon closed in with us still tramping on.
In words he had not defended her, but somehow he had conveyed to Lady Ingleton a sense of his protective love and immense pity for the woman who had been bereft of her child. How he had conveyed this she could not have said. But as she sat there before the fire she was aware that, since Father Robertson's visit, she felt differently about Dion Leith's wife.
I snatched a blazing pine limb from the fire as I rushed by, and with the light flickering upon the walls of the place, we sped madly after the flying figure that was barely discernible when the blazing branch flung a splinter of light into the gloom. Holman emptied the revolver, but the pounding of Leith's feet that came back to us proved that he was still running.
I sensed the motive in that mad dash for the cabin, and I pulled madly. Thoughts of Edith Herndon thronged my brain, and I drove the dory toward the promontory with every ounce of strength I possessed. To return to the yacht while she was in the eerie jungle-growth under Leith's protection would be worse than death, and I didn't pause for an instant when the captain's squeaky voice hailed me.
"Some one else upon the island? Well, they can't steal the honour of the discoveries. I have first claim upon everything we find upon the place. Mr. Leith and I made that arrangement before we left Sydney. Besides, it is Mr. Leith's island, and if other scientists are here "Oh, confound it! Who said they were scientists?" roared Holman. "It's bad luck for us that they are not.
The prettiness of Miss Barbara made the quiet dignity of the elder sister more noticeable, and that apparent strength of character made me doubt Holman's contention that she would be unable to help the scientist if Leith's motives were discovered to be criminal. It was Barbara's keen eyes that detected my plaster, and I squirmed as I saw the light of curiosity in her eyes.
Holman looked around at the basalt walls that hemmed us in on both sides, and then glanced at the pit in front. "But we can go no farther," he said. Leith's smile spread across his ugly flat face. "You are too young to know everything," he sneered. The youngster's eyes opened as he looked again at the circular pit with its brilliantly tinted sides.
The basalt cliffs surrounded the place on every side, and although we had great doubts regarding Leith's veracity, we felt inclined to accept his word that the path by which we had come was the only one by which we could reach the spot where we stood.
By three in the afternoon, 40,000 French infantry were on the ridge opposite Busaco, and it appeared probable that the battle would take place that afternoon, in which case the British position would have been precarious, for neither Spencer's, Hill's, nor Leith's divisions were up.
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