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"Yes, I suppose he will." And then the two ladies, looking at one another, smiled one of those funny little smiles which may mean a great deal, or nothing at all. James Hayley, the son of one of Mrs. Otway's first cousins, was in the Foreign Office; and if he had an inordinate opinion of himself and of his value to his country, he was still a very good, steady fellow.
She had as good as forgotten the irregularity of Piers Otway's birth. Whom, indeed, did it or could it concern? Her father, least of all men, would dwell upon it as a subject of reproach. But her father was very capable of pointing to Daniel and Alexander, with a shake of the head. He had a prejudice against Piers this letter reminded her of it only too well.
And then, as she turned a corner for "Robey's" consisted of three houses, through each of which an intercommunication had been made there fell on Rose Otway's ear a very dreadful sound, that of some one crying in wild, unbridled grief. The sound came from Mrs. Robey's little sitting-room, and suddenly Rose heard her own mother's voice raised in expostulation.
On the left their Indians and burghers overlapped our second line, where Townsend with Amherst's and the Light Infantry, and Colonel Burton with the Royal Americans and Light Infantry, guarded our flank, prepared to meet Bougainville. In vain our foes tried to get between our right flank and the river; Otway's Regiment, thrown out, defeated that.
He and the other one both Piers Otway's brothers have always been worthless creatures. She knew it well enough, and yet ! I suppose their mother " She broke off in a tone of disgust. Irene, looking at her with more attentiveness, waited for what she would next say. "Of course you remember," Olga added, after a pause, "that they are only half-brothers to Piers Otway?" "Of course I do."
Otway's voice sounded strangely pleading in the darkness, and the other felt a little surprised. "Oh, no! She was virtually a prisoner herself. But I hear a good deal of information is coming through I mean unofficial information about our prisoners. My sister you know, Mrs. Vereker is working at that place they've opened in London to help people whose friends are prisoners in Germany.
And, stilled during his presence, babel broke out anew with his departure. Some one, standing on a sofa, caught up Otway's last word into a bawling song I've got a wife and sixteen kids, I've got a wife and sixteen kids, I've got a wife and A cushion whizzed across the room into his face. A tag began. Sikes on the table was laying down laws of equipment at the top of his voice.
The letter cheered Otway's breakfast; he read it instead of the newspaper, and with vastly more benefit. Another letter had come to his private address, a note from Mrs. Hannaford. She was regaining strength, and hoped soon to come South again.
In spite of what was still described as Rose Otway's "romantic marriage," Mrs. Otway was regarded as having no connection with the Army, and her old affection for Germany and the Germans was resented, as also the outstanding fact that she still retained in her service an enemy alien.
Anna got up and followed him through the crowd. What was it Mr. Hegner wanted to say to her? She felt slightly apprehensive. Surely he was going to tell her that now, owing to the war, he would have to stop the half-commission he was still giving her on Mrs. Otway's modest orders? Her heart rose in revolt.
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