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The barrier between them no longer appeared as a figment of her misguided imagination, but rather as a real thing neither patience nor courage might hope to surmount. If he could have flattered himself that Naida was depressed also in spirit, the fact might have proved both comfort and inspiration, but to his view her attitude was one of almost total indifference.
You love him, don't you, Naida?" The girl flashed a shy look into the beaming, inquisitive face. "I don't know," she confessed, soberly. "I have not even seen him for such a long time; but but, I guess, he is more to me than any one else " "Not seen him? Do you mean to say Mr. Hampton is not here in Glencaid? Why, I am so sorry; I was hoping to meet him."
"You will not be disappointed," he promised her. "There is no one like him. When he enters the room, you know that you are in the presence of a great man. The three of us together! Naida, we will remake the map of the world." She frowned a little uneasily. "Do not take too much for granted, Oscar," she enjoined. "Remember that I am here to watch and to report. It is not for me to make decisions."
"Listen," he begged; "it is perhaps possible that I have not been mistaken that a certain change has crept up in you even within the last few days? Tell me, is there any one else who has found his way into your heart? No, I will not say heart! It could not be your heart in so short a time. Into your fancy? Is there any one else, Naida, of whom you are thinking?"
I suppose you know that if you succeed any farther with Naida, you will introduce a personal note into our coming struggle." "What do you mean?" Nigel demanded. "Why, Immelan, of course," she replied. "He's head over ears in love with Naida. Any one can see that." Nigel laughed scornfully.
You have done your best to ruin my scheme. Not only that, but you have given the love which was mine mine, I say to another an Englishman! I hate you all! That is why I, a dying man, have crawled here to reap my little harvest of vengeance. You, Naida you shall be first "
She was like a draught of pure Spring air, and he had gratefully breathed it in, and even longed for more. But gradually the slight smile of amusement faded from his eyes. Something, which he had supposed lay securely hidden behind years and distance, had all at once come back to haunt him, the unhappy ghost of an expiated crime, to do evil to this girl Naida.
"Yes, but who is it?" "Bob Hampton, and and he never did it at all." Before Brant could either move or speak, Naida swept past him, down the steep bank, and her voice rang out clear, insistent. "Bob Hampton attacked by a mob? Is that true, Phoebe? They are fighting at the Shasta dump, you say? Lieutenant Brant, you must act you must act now, for my sake!"
We passed a water-place two hours after we left Naïda, though Talib had made us stop there because, he said, there was no water within a day's journey, and we found ourselves stopped at Rahba, two hours at least before Ghaida, where we expected to be, Talib still sticking to it that we should be at Sheher in three more days.
It was the father of Naida Gillis who was convicted of the murder of Major Brant." "Oh, my father? Is she Captain Nolan's daughter? But you say 'convicted. Was there ever any doubt? Do you question his being guilty?" Hampton pointed in silence to the hideous creature behind them. "That man could tell, but he has gone mad."
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