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Thereafter for a while there was no sound beside the throb of engines and wash of water. Saltash sat absolutely motionless with eyes half-closed. Save for the vitality of his hold, he might have been on the verge of slumber. And Toby, crouched with his head in his hands, was as a carven image, neither stirring nor seeming to breathe.
I had a power that no other man ever possessed, or ever could possess. I was her husband." "What?" said Saltash. Larpent paced on with bent head. "I was her husband. But I was at sea and she was on shore. And so I lost her. She was not made to stand against temptation. It came to her when I was on the other side of the world. When I got back, she was gone. And I I never followed her.
"What are you going to do?" said Saltash. Bunny hesitated, his boyish face a white mask of misery. Saltash reached out a second time and touched him lightly, almost caressingly, with the point of his switch. "What's the matter with you, Bunny?" he said. "Think I've lied to you?" Bunny met his look. "I don't want to quarrel with you," he said. "It isn't somehow it isn't worth it."
"I shall try it myself one of these days." "Say!" said Jake in his soft drawl. "I wish you luck!" Saltash laughed and turned away, to be instantly seized upon by Bunny. "I say you are a good chap! The boss has been telling me. You're going to put me up to a job." "If you'll take it," said Saltash. Bunny thrust a hand through his arm and squeezed it impulsively.
It was carelessly, even jestingly, spoken, but a certain authority lurked behind the words. Charles Rex knew how to assert his kingship upon occasion, knew also how to temper it with the touch of friendship. Larpent's look did not waver, but some of the grimness went from it. Neither anger nor indignation had any place here. He continued to look Saltash straight in the face.
"And that would be keeping my oath?" he said. "Even so," said Saltash. "You mean," Larpent spoke with slow emphasis, "that to leave her where she now is, is to leave her in safe and honourable keeping?" The old mocking smile gleamed in Saltash's eyes. "Yes, I mean that," he said. "Do you believe me, Larpent?" "Believe you, my lord?" Larpent seemed to hesitate.
He turned towards the door, but in a moment she had sprung up, reaching it before him. "Dick, if it is Saltash " "Why should it be Saltash?" he said, with that in his voice that arrested her as compelling as if he had laid a hand upon her. She faced him standing at the door, striving desperately for self-control. "It may be Saltash," she said, speaking more quietly.
"Mayn't I come on deck, sir?" he murmured anxiously. "Please, sir!" "No," said Saltash. Toby said no more, but his fingers fastened like a bird's claw on the man's arm, and he shivered. "You're frightened!" said Saltash. "No, sir! No, sir!" he protested. "Yes, you are. You needn't bother to lie to me. I always know." Saltash's voice held an odd note of comradeship. "Beastly sensation, isn't it?
He spent that summer in the west of England, visiting "Bristol, Exeter, Bastable? Bodman, Perin, Foy, Milborow, Saltash, Dartmouth, Absom, Pattnesse, and the most of the gentry in Cornwall and Devonshire, giving them books and maps," and inciting them to help his enterprise.
Well, the time was drawing on when Clatworthy, according to his plans, was to marry her, and to prepare her for it he had taken to writing her a letter every day, full of duty and mental improvement. Part of Nandy's business was to walk over with these letters to Saltash. The doctor explained to him that it would open the pores of his skin, and he must wait for an answer.
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