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Evil was their good; and no doubt, when they understood each other's lawless point of view, both felt they must join forces. A tolerable bad dame, I'm afraid, Mark; but she knew how to love all right; and nobody doubts that bad women can love as well as good ones often a great deal better. "They settle down and the supposed death of Michael Pendean blows over.
I believe now that my niece can't help caring for the man, but all the time she's secretly ashamed of herself yes, heartily ashamed for finding another in her mind only six months after the death of Pendean." Mark asked a question. "When you say that her husband altered his wife's character, in what way did he do so!" "Well he taught her sense I reckon.
Pendean and Captain Redmayne by sight and, last night, somewhere about ten o'clock by summer time, while it was still light, he saw the captain leave and pass the cottages. Bassett was smoking at his door at the time and Robert Redmayne came alone, pushing his motor bicycle till he reached the road. And behind the saddle he had a big sack fastened to the machine.
"I appreciate the confidence and can return a confidence," answered Brendon after a moment's reflection. "I do admire Mrs. Pendean. She is, of course, amazingly beautiful, and she has a gracious and charming nature. With such distinction of character you may rest assured that nothing will happen yet a while.
Upon his last night but one, Pendean retired as usual and apparently slept for some hours with the bedclothes up to his face. A warder sat on each side of him and a light was burning. Suddenly he gave a sigh and held out his hand to the man on his right. "See that goes to Peter Ganns it is my legacy," he said. "And remember that Mark Brendon is my heir."
"You're as green about love as I am; but even I can answer that. Of course he'll make the running. He can't help it. It doesn't need words." "The idea of another husband would be abominable to Mrs. Pendean for many years; and no Englishman worthy of the name would dare to intrude upon her sacred grief." "I don't know anything about that.
Details, of course, there are many little pieces of the puzzle now known to only one man alive, and that is Pendean himself; but the main incidents, the true picture, loomed out clear enough for me before I left Dartmouth and came back to Albert in London. The big things were all, not there to be shaken.
Again there is going to be no dead man. Pendean returns to you and his wife at 'Crow's Nest. He reports that the brothers are conferring and reveals the situation of the hiding-place. He is soon off again and, on his second visit, plays his tiger tricks, runs a bloody trail up the tunnel to the plateau, and sets his trap for the police next morning.
Pendean, who has told me the full story of the past, was able to assure me that the men had become exceedingly friendly, and that certain differences, which existed between them at the outbreak of the war, were entirely composed. And even granting that they quarrelled again, the quarrel must have suddenly sprung up.
Her ambition had been to go upon the stage and she had acted on tour in the country; but she declared that theatrical life wearied her and she had promised her future husband to abandon the art. "Did you ever hear Captain Redmayne speak of his niece and her husband?" Brendon inquired, and Flora Reed answered: "He did; and he always said that Michael Pendean was a 'shirker' and a coward.
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