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Naida uttered a stifled cry. "How is it possible? You understand that it is not possible." Nicol Brinn seized her by the shoulders. "Is it possible for me to remain silent while men are murdered here in a civilized country?" "Oh," moaned Naida, "what can I do, what can I do?" "Give me permission to speak and stay here. Leave the rest to me." "You know I cannot stay, my Nicol," she replied, sadly.
Her father, after the few words of introduction had been spoken, strolled away to speak to some acquaintances, and Immelan and the Prince discussed with measured politeness one of the commonplace subjects of the moment. Naida and her companion became almost isolated. "I met your uncle once," Naida said, "at a dinner party in Paris. I remember that he attracted me.
"I do not know whether it is my fancy, but there seems to be an air of celebration about. Is there any announcement to be made?" He shook his head. "None. The party was just a whim of Maggie's." They both looked across towards the ballroom, where she was dancing with Chalmers. "Maggie is very beautiful to-night," Naida said.
While the shadows of the long night still hung over the valley, Naida, tossing restlessly upon her strange bed within the humble yellow house at the fork of the trails, was aroused to wakefulness by the pounding of a horse's hoofs on the plank bridge spanning the creek. She drew aside the curtain and looked out, shading her eyes to see clearer through the poor glass.
There are two other small tribes, Zedin Sheikh Ebenadon, and Shibim Sheikh Bengadem. After that last firing there was no more that day, and we slept peacefully at Naïda, which we reached about 12.30, and where the inhabitants were quite friendly, bringing us all the food we asked to buy. The valley seemed to come quite to an end, but took a sudden turn eastward just before we reached the village.
I suppose you don't think so. But I can make money enough to keep us together, and, after all, that's the main thing." His father said nothing. "Of course," laughed Duane, "I don't for a moment suppose that anything like that is on the cards. I don't know what your fortune is, but judging from your generosity to Naïda and me I fancy it's too solid to worry over.
He began speaking of the quiet beauty of the night, but she had no thought of what he was saying. "Lieutenant Brant," she said, at last, "you do not ask me who the man is." "Certainly not, Miss Naida; it is none of my business." "I think, perhaps, it might be; the knowledge might help you to understand. It is Bob Hampton." He stared at her. "The gambler?
I had meant to wait until the great pact was sealed and the glory to come assured, but during these last few days I have suffered. A strange fancy has come to me. I seem to feel something between us, so I speak before it can grow. I speak because without you life for me would be a thing not worth having. You are my life and my soul. You will not send me away?" Naida was troubled but unhesitating.
The person I had reference to chances to be a young woman, having dark eyes, and a wealth of auburn hair. We met quite by accident, and the sole clew I now possess to her identity is a claim she advanced to being your 'star' pupil." Miss Spencer sighed somewhat regretfully, and her eyes fell. "I fear it must have been Naida, from your description. But she is scarcely more than a child.
"My dear child," he protested, "can you imagine a woman like Naida thinking seriously of a fellow like Immelan? a scheming, Teutonic adventurer, without even the breeding of his class!" Maggie laughed softly for several moments. "My dear Nigel," she exclaimed, "what a luxury to get at the man of you! I haven't seen your eyes flash like that for ages. The cocktails, thank goodness!
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