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You're a Meredyth, and the Meredyths used to hold their heads pretty high about here. But if you aren't careful I'll get talking, and if I talk I'll make this place too hot to hold you. You know what I mean. I hate threatening you, Joan, only you force me to do it." His voice altered. "I hate threatening, and you know why.
Helen had said that Joan Meredyth was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. He agreed with her whole-heartedly. She had received him and Ellice kindly, yet without much warmth, and now as he drove home in the light of the setting sun Johnny Everard was thinking about this girl, going over all that had happened, remembering every word almost that she had uttered.
He said pleasantly: "You're Major Meredyth, aren't you?" "Yes," said I. "You don't remember me. No reason why you should. But my name's Dacre Reggie Dacre, brother of Johnnie Dacre in your battery. We met in Cape Town." I held out my hand. "Of course," said I. "You took me to a hospital. Do sit down for a bit. You a member here?" "No. I belong to the Naval and Military.
Her figure was that of a young goddess, and a goddess she looked as she swept disdainfully into Mr. Philip Slotman's office, shorthand notebook in her hand. "I want you to take a letter to Jarvis and Purcell, Miss Meredyth," he said. "Please sit down. Er hum 'Dear Sirs, With regard to your last communication received on the fourteenth instant, I beg " Mr.
She beamed on them both, then swiftly retreated, and the door behind Joan Meredyth quickly closed. It was, Hugh Alston decided, the most beautiful face he had ever seen in his life and the coldest, or so it seemed to him. She was looking at him with cool questioning in her grey eyes, her lips drawn to a hard line.
"Why, Miss Meredyth, I thought you were away for the week-end, at least," Mrs. Wenham said. "I suppose you won't want any dinner?" "No," Joan said. "I shall not want anything. I I " She paused. "I was obliged to come back, after all. Perhaps you could let me have a cup of tea in my room, Mrs. Wenham?"
One moment the haughty cold, proud woman, the next the child, admitting her faults and asking for pardon. The letter had been duly delivered at Mrs. Bonner's cottage, and, coming in later, Hugh found it. "Bettses' Bob brought it," said Mrs. Bonner. "From Miss Meredyth at the Hall," she added, and looked curiously at Hugh. "That's all right, thanks!" Mrs. Bonner quivered with curiosity.
I've kept you up abominably." He rose and held out his hand and I had to direct him how it could reach mine. When it did, he gripped it firmly. "It's impossible," said he, "for you to realise what you've done for me to-night. You've made my way absolutely clear to me for the first time for two years. You're the truest comrade I've ever had, Meredyth. God bless you."
He had found out all that he wanted to know, yet not quite. For the next few hours Philip Slotman was a busy man. He went to the church and looked up the register. No marriage such as he looked for had taken place between Hugh Alston and Joan Meredyth in June, nineteen eighteen, nor any other month immediately before or after. No marriage had taken place at the local Registrar's office.
"I came to see Joan Meredyth," said Ellice quietly. She and Helen did not like one another; they were both frank in their dislike. Helen looked down on Ellice as a person of no importance, who was entirely unwanted, a mere nuisance, someone for ever in the way. Ellice looked on Helen as the promoter of this engagement and marriage, as the woman who was responsible for everything.
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