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"If I'd been at home," he said, "this would never have happened. Or if it had happened if it had happened " He paused. "You'd have made a point of coming to the wedding?" suggested Saltash. Jake passed the suggestion by. "I'd have known how to deal with it, anyway. Now, it seems, it's too late." Saltash took up the envelope from the table, and returned it to his pocket.
"I'd give a good deal not to call it that," he said. Saltash laughed. "Call it what you like a whim a fancy the craze of the moment! You needn't waste any sentiment over it. I'm sorry about Bunny, but, if he hadn't been an ass, it wouldn't have happened. You can't blame me for that anyhow. You did the same thing yourself." "I!" The red-brown eyes suddenly shone.
He'll be safe enough with them and within reach of you and Maud at the same time. It's time you eased the leading string a bit, you know. He'll start kicking if you don't." "I don't think so," said Jake. "He goes his own way already quite as much as is good for him. I don't need to hold him in very tight either. He's not the bolting sort." "You mean you've trained him well," laughed Saltash.
He was made to go straight ahead, to do his duty without question and with perfect self-reliance. On the present occasion, having cruised from port to port in the Mediterranean for nearly six weeks, it was certainly no ill news to him to hear that Saltash had at last had enough. The weather was perfect, too perfect for a man of his bull-dog instincts.
He even developed a certain impudence in his attitude towards his master to which Saltash extended the same tolerance that he might have shown for the frolics of a favourite dog. He accepted Toby's services, but he never treated him wholly as a servant. It was an odd companionship which only the isolated life they led during those few days could have developed along those particular lines.
Think it matters?" "Well, it's rather a shame to let a good name die out," maintained Bunny. "And of course it's rot to talk like that about Maud. You can't pretend to have stayed in love with her all these years. There must have been heaps of others since then." "No, I'm not pretending," said Saltash. "As you say, there have been heaps of others."
They sighted the English shore a few days later on an evening of mist and rain. The sea was grey and dim, the atmosphere cold and inhospitable. "Just like England!" said Saltash. "She never gushes over her prodigals." He was dining alone in the saloon with Toby behind his chair, Larpent being absent on the bridge. "Don't you like England, sir?" said Toby.
"Come, come!" said peace-loving Mrs. We mustn't let 'em see us squabblin'. They think we're a lot o' cacklin' hens anyway, tickled to death over a piece o' chalk. There's Isabel, now. She's goin' to look like her aunt Mary Ellen, over to Saltash." Isabel preceded the men, who were pausing for a word at the door, and went down the aisle to her pew.
Saltash dismissed the waiter with a jerk of the eyebrows. He was utterly unabashed, amazingly self-assured. He met Jake's stern eyes with cheery effrontery. "Quite like old times!" he commented. "The only difference being, my good Jake, that on this occasion I have reached the winning-post first." Jake's look went beyond him to the slight figure by the table. Toby was on her feet.
But when it comes to handing her on to another fellow well, she may consent, but it won't be because she wants to, but because it's the only thing left. She knows well enough by this time that what she really wants is out of her reach." Again Saltash made a fierce movement, but he did not turn or speak. Larpent took out his pipe and began to fill it.
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