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Once or twice between the courses he began his story, but Sutch would not listen until the cloth was cleared. "Now," said he, holding out his cigar-case. "Take your time, Harry."
"No," said Sutch, regretfully. "There would be no disloyalty." And on that evening Durrance took the train for Holyhead. The farm-house stood a mile above the village, in a wild moorland country. The heather encroached upon its garden, and the bridle-path ended at its door.
It fell to Lieutenant Sutch to recur to the subject of Harry Feversham. A thought had been gaining strength in his mind all that afternoon, and since Durrance would not lead up to its utterance, he spoke it out himself. "Harry Feversham must come back to England. He has done enough to redeem his honour."
The telegram, it is true, had merely announced Durrance's visit, it had stated nothing of his object; but its despatch was sufficient to warn Sutch that something grave had happened, something untoward in the relations of Ethne Eustace and Durrance.
On foggy nights, too, I can hear steam-sirens on the river. Do you know when the ducks start quacking in St. James's Park?" he asked with a laugh. "At two o'clock to the minute." Sutch listened to the story without an interruption. But halfway through the narrative he changed his attitude, and in a significant way.
For he knew enough of the man who questioned him to be certain that the lie would have its effect. Durrance would go back to the Soudan, and leave his suit unpressed. "Well?" Sutch looked up at the sky and down upon the flags. Harry had foreseen that this complication was likely to occur, he had not wished that Ethne should wait.
Sutch felt that he could never endure to talk patiently with General Feversham, and he was sure that no argument would turn that stubborn man from his convictions. He had not troubled at all to consider whether the news which Durrance had brought should be handed on to Broad Place. "You are very thoughtful for others," he said to Durrance. "It's not to my credit.
The truth was clear to him, appallingly clear. Abdul Kader was not going to risk his life; he would be the shuttle going backwards and forwards between Omdurman and Suakin as long as Feversham cared to write letters and Sutch to pay money. But the shuttle would do no weaving. "I have nothing with which to write," said Feversham, and Abdul Kader produced them. "Be quick," he said.
Harry Feversham's return might be a little awkward for Durrance, and Lieutenant Sutch with that notion in his mind blurted out his sentences awkwardly, but to his surprise Durrance answered him at once. "I was waiting for you to say that. I wanted you to realise without any suggestion of mine that Harry must return. It was with that object that I came." Lieutenant Sutch's relief was great.
Shall I give you an instance? This is the first time that I have ever come into this neighbourhood or got out at your station. Well, I can tell you that you have driven me up a hill between forests of pines, and are now driving me across open country of heather." Sutch turned quickly towards Durrance. "The hill, of course, you would notice. But the pines?" "The air was close.
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