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She's not actually his queen, but some sort of a heritage from the Rutton dynasty I hardly know what or why. Salig never married her, but she lives in the Palace, and for several years ever since she first began to be talked about she's ruled from behind the screen with a high hand and an out-stretched arm. So the bazaar says." "I've heard she was beautiful," Farrell observed.
He placed the book in his pocket with the singular document Rutton had called his "will," and motioned Doggott to possess himself of the money in the despatch-box. "It'll keep as well in 'ere as anywheres," Doggott considered, relocking the box. "I 'aven't 'ardly any use for money, except, of course, to tide me over till I find another position." "What!" exclaimed Amber in amaze.
Keep your hat-brim down and your coat-collar up at the station; and they'll never know you aren't Rutton himself; and you'll have Doggott to back up the deception. So there'll be no questions asked.... Get ready now to trot along, and I'll take care of everything." "There's no way of thanking you." "That's a comfort. Call Doggott now and tell him to get ready. You haven't much time to lose.
To-night Destiny chose to throw us together for a little space; to-morrow we shall be irrevocably parted, for all time." "Don't say that, Rutton." "It is so written, David." The man's smile was strangely placid. "After this night, we'll never meet. In the morning Doggott will ferry you over " "Shan't we go together?" "No," said Rutton serenely; "I must leave before you." "Without Doggott?"
Perplexed, yet hesitating to press him further, Amber watched him furtively, instinctively assured that between this man and the Farrells there existed some extraordinary bond; wondering how that could be, convinced in his soul that somehow the entanglement involved the woman he loved, he still feared to put his suspicions to the question, lest he should learn that which he had no right to know ... and while he watched was startled by the change that came over Rutton.
Where in Rutton's bearing burned an inextinguishable, almost an insolent pride, beneath an ice-like surface of self-constraint, in Amber's one detected merely quiet consciousness of strength and breeding his inalienable heritage from many generations of Anglo-Saxon forebears; and while Rutton continually betrayed, by look or tone or gesture, a birthright of fierce passions savagely tamed, from Amber one seldom obtained a hint of aught but the broad and humourous tolerance of an American gentleman.
At the end of the platform the line took a sharp curve to the left. Round that curve the tail end of the guard's van was just disappearing. 'Missed it, sir, said the solitary porter, who managed things at Rutton, cheerfully. He spoke as if he was congratulating Charteris on having done something remarkably clever. 'When's the next? panted Charteris.
"It's a simple fact, incredible but absolute, that, were my whereabouts to be made public, a great, a staggering blow would be struck against the peace and security of the world.... Don't laugh, David; I mean it." "I'm not laughing, Rutton; but you must know that's a pretty large order. Most men would " "Call me mad. Yes, I know," Rutton took up his words as Amber paused, confused.
"Besides, India's a great place for gossip.... And then," he pursued tenaciously, "I remembered something else. I recalled that Rutton had one very close friend, an Englishman named Farrell " "Oh, what's the use?" Amber cut in nervously. "You understand the situation too well. It's no good my trying to keep anything from you."
"Yes," admitted Amber sheepishly. "But " "And then I remembered something," interrupted Labertouche. "I recalled Rutton. I knew him years ago, when he was a young man.... You know the yarn about him?" "A little mighty little.
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