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"Of course," Durnovo went on, with the details which he knew were music in Oscard's ears, "of course we shall be a clumsy party going up. We shall have heavy loads of provisions, ammunition, and seeds for cultivating the land up there." "Yes," replied Guy Oscard absently.
When he had crossed the threshold Sir John closed the door sharply behind him and turned to go downstairs. Men serve women kneeling; when they get on their feet they go away. Guy Oscard stood for a moment on the threshold. He heard the door close behind him, and he took two steps farther forward. Jack Meredith and Millicent were at the fireplace.
Oscard did not seem to take so cheerful a view of matters. He scrutinised Meredith's face with visible anxiety. Then suddenly Jack lurched up against his rescuer, grabbing at him vaguely. In a minute Oscard was supporting him back towards his tent. "It's all right, you know," explained Jack Meredith very gravely; "I am a bit weak that is all.
"Has he said anything to you, Aunt Caroline?" asked Millicent in an aggrieved voice. Lady Cantourne laid aside her letter. "No," she answered slowly, "but I suppose there are things which he does not understand." "Things?" Her ladyship looked up steadily. "Guy Oscard, for instance," she said; "I don't quite understand Guy Oscard, Millicent." The girl turned away impatiently.
"I know her slightly." "Then take an opportunity of improving the acquaintanceship. She is sitting under the ragged banner over there." Millicent Chyne indicated the direction with a nod of the head, and while he looked she took the opportunity of glancing hastily round the room. She was seeking some one. "Yes," said Oscard, "I see her, talking to an old gentleman who looks like Voltaire.
"Oh yes," replied Jocelyn, with a carefully modulated interest, "I have met them both. Mr. Oscard lunched with us shortly before we left Africa." "Ah, that was when he disappeared so suddenly. We never got quite to the base of that affair. He left at a moment's notice on receipt of a telegram or something, only leaving a short and somewhat vague note for my for us.
The strange part of it was that Guy Oscard never attempted to degrade Durnovo from his post of joint commander. This puzzled the half-breed sorely. It may have been that Oscard knew men better than his indifferent manner would have led the observer to believe. Durnovo's was just one of those natures which in good hands might have been turned to good account.
To be forcibly dragged back, therefore, into the paths of virtue was in some ways a great relief. The presence of Guy Oscard, also, was in itself a comfort. Durnovo felt that no responsibility attached itself to him; he had entire faith in Oscard, and had only to obey. Durnovo was not a person who suffered from too delicate a susceptibility.
Whether this comforting condition of mind arose from long experience of the ways of doctors, or from an acquired philosophy, it is not our place to inquire. But that her opinion was sincere is not to be doubted. She had, as a matter of fact, gone to the pantomime, leaving the patient under the immediate eye of his son, Guy Oscard.
His dusky little face was shining with a sudden, weakening perspiration, his limbs lay lifelessly, with a lack of their usual comfortable-looking grace. "Go!" she said quickly. "Fetch Miss Gordon!" Jocelyn came, and Maurice and Guy Oscard; for they had been together in the dining-room when Joseph delivered Marie's message. Nestorius was wide awake now.
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