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"Well, unfortunately I let it out; and you know how things get about in an hotel." "It was unfortunate," I agreed. "But how on earth did you come to hear?" Quinby hummed and hawed; he had heard from a soldier friend, a man who had known her in India, a man whom I knew myself, in fact Hamilton the sapper, who had telegraphed to Quinby to secure me my room.
Now, where is that cafe, Merriam? Oh, in this portable soda water pavilion?" Leaving Quinby at the bar, Hedges drew Merriam aside. "Now, what does this mean?" he said, with gruff kindness. "Are you sulking about that fool row we had?" "I thought," stammered Merriam "I heard they told me you were that I had " "Well, you didn't, and I'm not," said Hedges.
With drawn sword and a degree of indignation in his countenance that spoke more than words, Marion threatened to kill the first man that made any further attempt in such diabolical proceedings.* * Horry's MS. Narrative, p. 75. Correspondence of Marion and Greene Anecdote of Colonel Snipes Marion takes Georgetown Attempt of Sumter and Marion on Col. Coates Battle of Quinby Bridge.
"A young widow," I repeated, emphasising one of Quinby's epithets and ignoring the other. "I mean, of course, she's a good deal older than Evers." "And her name?" "A Mrs. Lascelles." I nodded. "Do you happen to know anything about her, Captain Clephane?" "I can't say I do." "No more does anybody else," said Quinby, "except that she's an Indian widow of sorts." "Indian!"
But before doing so I ran my eye up and down the pages inscribed by those who had arrived that month. "See anybody you know?" inquired Quinby, who hovered obligingly at my elbow. It was really necessary to be as disingenuous as possible, more especially with a person whose own conversation was evidently quite unguarded. "Yes, by Jove I do! Robin Evers, of all people!" "Do you know him?"
It was unwelcome hearing, for Quinby had paused to regale me with a lightning sketch of the first accident, and no one had contradicted his gruesome details. "Is young Evers a friend of yours?" inquired the judge. "He is." The judge did not say another word. But Quinby availed himself of the first opportunity of playing Ancient Mariner to my Wedding Guest.
I repeated with more interest. Quinby looked at me. "You've been out there yourself, perhaps?" "It was there I knew Hamilton," said I, naming our common friend in the Engineers. "Yet you're sure you never came across Mrs. Lascelles there?" "India's a large place," I said, smiling as I shook my head. "I wonder if Hamilton did," speculated Quinby aloud.
A young-looking captain was standing nervously at the foot of it, obviously afraid that his new commander might be late for the take-off and wondering what sort of decision he would have to make if the general wasn't there at take-off time. MacMaine could imagine his feelings. "General Quinby" developed another sneezing fit as he stepped out of the car.
Merriam, still half comatose, led them toward the Hotel Orilla del Mar. "Quinby and I," explained Hedges, puffing through the slippery sand, "are looking out along the coast for some investments. We've just come up from Concepcion and Valparaiso and Lima. The captain of this subsidized ferry boat told us there was some good picking around here in silver mines. So we got off.
It may be perfectly true, as you say, but who found it out? If you can't tell me I must ask somebody else." The ruddy Alpine colouring had suddenly become accentuated in the case of Quinby. "As a matter of fact," said he, "it was I who first heard of it, quite by chance. You can't blame me for that, Clephane." "Of course not," said I encouragingly.
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