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One of them, perhaps, might creep behind me, and I hesitate. If I move my revolver the other two will get the drop on me I think that is the correct expression? A wonderful moment, that, Miss Van Teyl!" "But it didn't happen," she protested. "Ah! I forgot that," he acknowledged. "Still, I was prepared, I had the revolver all right. But as you say, it didn't happen.
"Say, didn't that Jap fellow get the pocketbook from your rooms at all, then?" Van Teyl asked. "I couldn't follow it all last night." "He searched my rooms," Pamela replied, "and failed to find it. Afterwards, when he and I were alone in your sitting-room, heaven knows what would have happened, but for the miraculous arrival of Mr.
Germany is surrounded by many enemies, and she calls for her sons all over the world to remember the Fatherland. You can sympathise a little with my unfortunate country, Miss Van Teyl, and yet remain a good American. You are not angry with me?" "I suppose I ought to be, but I am not in the least," she assured him. "I never had any doubt as to the destination of that packet."
"If we'd been alone, Pamela ... my God, if he and I had been alone here!" "Jimmy," she said, "you're a fool, and you've been drinking. Fetch the water bottle." He obeyed, and she dashed water in Fischer's face. Presently he opened his eyes, groaned and sat up. There were two livid marks upon his throat. Van Teyl watched him like a crouching animal. His eyes were still lit with sullen fire.
"It is more than your friendship that I want, Miss Van Teyl," he pleaded, his voice shaking a little. "I am years older than you, I know, and, by your standards, I fear unattractive. But you love power, and I have it. I will take you into my schemes. I will show you how those live who stand behind the clouds and wield the thunders." She looked at him with genuine surprise.
She watched him drive for the seventeenth a long, raking ball, fully fifty yards further than his opponent's watched him play a perfect mashie shot to the green and hole out in three. "A birdie," James Van Teyl murmured. "I say, Pamela!" She took no notice. Her eyes were still following the figure of the golfer.
Lutchester," Jimmy declared, wringing his hand with American cordiality. "Dicky's an old pal of mine one of the best. We graduated in the same year from Harvard." Conversation for a few minutes was platitudinous. Van Teyl, although he showed few signs of his recent excesses, was noisy and boisterous, clutching at this brief escape from a situation which he dreaded.
"Say, there's no use quarrelling, James," he declared. "I'm going to leave you to it now. Guess I said a little more than I meant to, but I tell you I hate that fellow Lutchester. I hate him just as though I were the typical German and he were the typical Britisher, and there was nothing but a sea of hate between us. Shake hands, Jim." Van Teyl obeyed without enthusiasm.
If obliged to move away from the fire after dark, either to get water or for any other purpose, they carry a light with them, and set fire to dry bushes as they go along. A profound respect, almost amounting to veneration, is paid in many districts of Australia to shining stones or pieces of crystal, which they call "Teyl."
He had risen noiselessly to his feet, his right hand was in the sidepocket of his coat, his eyes were fixed upon the table. "So this is why you insisted upon a valet!" James Van Teyl exclaimed, his voice thick with anger. "He's planted here to rob for you! Is that it, eh, Fischer?" Pamela drew the packet towards her and stood with her right palm covering it.
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