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He has been here some days, hidden in one of the caves down the coast westward. He wouldn't tell me where, but no doubt it is near where we found him. He is ragged and wounded. One of his hands ought to be attended to." "And still you say he behaved like a sane man, Mrs. Pendean?" asked Brendon. "Yes except for what seemed an insane fear. And yet fear was natural enough under the circumstances.
Pendean thought upon that and lent him hers." Bendigo nodded and picked up a clay pipe, while Doria spoke again. "You feel quite steady in your nerves? You would not like me to lie in readiness to come forward if you want me!" "No, no turn in and go to sleep. And no spying, as you're a gentleman. I'll talk reason to the poor fellow. I reckon it's going to be all right.
Your card index system is to be thanked for that." He ran on and then Brendon seemed to come to himself. "Talk about poor Albert Redmayne," he said. "There's little to be added to what you know. Since Pendean chooses to keep dumb, at any rate until he's extradited, we can only assume exactly what happened; but I have no doubt of the details.
He concluded from it that Jenny Pendean, while aware that her greatest joys were gone forever, yet looked forward to a time when her present desolation might give place to a truer tranquility and content. The fact that this should be so, however, astonished Brendon. He judged her words were perhaps ill chosen and that she implied a swifter return to peace than in reality would occur.
Your brother goes free presently; and no doubt Mrs. Pendean will only wait until he is off to come up to you. I can't stop all night in the cupboard." "It don't matter a button after he's gone," answered Bendigo. "If you tell your car to go, that's all that signifies for the minute.
But tell me first if there is anything to tell. I am glad to see you very!" She was excited and her great, misty blue eyes shone. She seemed more lovely than ever. "Nothing to report, Mrs. Pendean. At least no, nothing at all. I've exhausted every possibility. And you you have nothing, or you would have let me hear it?" "There is nothing," she said.
I did not know. I should have seen him and his little mean hole first before coming to him. I advertise again and get into a higher atmosphere." Brendon found his thoughts wholly occupied with Jenny Pendean. Was it within the bounds of possibility that she, as time passed to dim her sufferings and sense of loss, might look twice at this extraordinary being? He wondered, but thought it improbable.
We had facts to deal with. Mrs. Pendean herself had seen and spoken to him; so had Doria. In the case of the lady, at any rate, all she said was above suspicion. She hid nothing; she behaved like a Christian woman, wept at the spectacle of his awful misery, and brought his message to his brother.
It was Pendean, of course, you saw leave the villa, while his wife held you in conversation, and so ordered her falsehoods that you were swept away from every other consideration save how best to rescue her from her husband. "She took good care to involve your own future and to say just what was most likely to make you forget your trust.
I think it's murder right enough and I believe we shall find that this soldier, who's had shell shock, turned on Pendean and cut his throat, then, fondly hoping to hide the crime, got away with the body. Why I judge him to be mad is because Mrs.
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