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"What shall you do and where may I count upon finding you if I want you, Mrs. Pendean?" he asked presently. She looked at Redmayne, not at Brendon, as she answered. "I am in Uncle Bendigo's hands. I know he will let me stop here for the present." "For keeps," the old sailor declared. "This is your home now, Jenny, and I'm very glad to have you here.
The solitary sailor who controlled the launch was in the act of furling this protection against the sun as Mark descended to the water; and while the man did so, Brendon's eyes brightened, for a passenger already occupied the boat: a woman sat there and he saw Jenny Pendean. She wore black and he found, as he leaped aboard and greeted her, that her mourning attire was an echo to her heart.
"DEAR SIR: The police have told me that you are in Princetown, and it seems as though Providence had sent you. I fear that I have no right to seek your services directly, but if you can answer the prayer of a heartbroken woman and give her the benefit of your genius in this dark moment, she would be unspeakably thankful. "Faithfully yours, JENNY PENDEAN."
"It has been a cruel nightmare for me, Mr. Brendon." "I have felt much for you, Mrs. Pendean, and admired your marvellous patience." "Who could but be patient with the poor wretch? He has paid the price of what he did. Even I can say that. There are worse things than death, Mr. Brendon, and you will presently see them in Robert Redmayne's eyes. Even Giuseppe was sobered after our first meeting."
But when I told my Uncle Robert what had happened he chose to disapprove and considered that I had made a serious mistake. My future husband's parents were dead. His father had been the head of a firm called Pendean and Trecarrow, whose business was the importation of pilchards to Italy. But Michael, though he had now succeeded his father in the business, took no interest in it.
Much demanded attention and Brendon was soon devoting himself to a diamond robbery in the Midlands. Months passed, the body of Michael Pendean had not been recovered, and the little world of Scotland Yard pigeon-holed the mystery, while the larger world forgot all about it.
Redmayne's large government survey map of the district, suggested an immediate search over the most likely regions in the neighbourhood. "I think of you and Mrs. Pendean," he explained. "You don't want hue and cry again and all the past brought up once more. If we can get to him without calling in the police, then so much the better. The man must be in extreme want.
Extinguishing the lamp, which still burned steadily, they were soon afloat, and under a tremor of dawn the little vessel cut her way at her best speed, flinging a sheaf of foam from her bows and leaving a white wake on the still and leaden-coloured sea. They saw a figure beneath the flagstaff at "Crow's Nest" and both recognized Jenny Pendean.
"And paid for it thanks to you," answered Mark. "We are but men, not machines," answered the elder. "Love thrust a finger into your brain and created the inevitable ferment. Of course Pendean was lightning quick to win his account from that. He may have even calculated upon it when he made Jenny beg your aid at the outset.
"A swift, passing storm of temper has often destroyed a life with no more evil intent than a flash of lightning. In this case, only such a storm seems to be the explanation. But how a man of the Pendean type could have provoked such a storm I have yet to learn. So far the testimony of Mrs.
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