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John wheeled round suddenly. "That's exactly what I'm afraid of that some day she may . . . fall out of this particular nest that's building." "And why should she do that?" demanded Eliza truculently. "Roger's as bonnie and brave a mate as any woman need look for, and Trenby Hall's a fine home to bring his bride to." "Yes. But don't you see," explained Kitty, "it's all happened so suddenly.
"Then I'll do as I'm bid and get an extra coat." She went into the house, leaving Trenby rather taken aback by her sudden submission. But it pleased him, nevertheless. He liked a woman to be malleable. It seemed, to him a truly womanly quality certainly a wifely one!
"I will look to that," answered Thora. "Every one knows there is to be a wedding in your house very soon." And with these words she nodded at Karen, and went smiling away with her message. A few hours afterward Captain Bele Trenby of the Frigate Bird stepped across Matilda Sabiston's threshold.
She had been so sure, so sure that it was Peter! And yet, jerked suddenly back to the reality of things, she almost smiled at her own certainty. Peter was too strong a man to renounce and then retract his renunciation twenty-four hours later. Trenby, who had been standing staring into the fire, turned at the sound of her entrance.
And but for the fact that Nan Davenant was staying at Mallow, something might have come of it! Since community of tastes is responsible for many a happy and contented marriage. Throughout the time she had lived at Trenby Hall, Isobel had contrived to make herself almost indispensable to Roger.
Nan sank into her chair with a blissful sigh. "That's not a sigh of repletion, Penny," she explained. "Though really your cook might have earned it? . . . But oh! isn't this nice?" Inwardly she was reflecting that at just about this time Roger, together with Lady Gertrude and Isobel, would be returning from Great-aunt Rachel's funeral, only to learn of her own flight from Trenby Hall.
The pagan in Liot was not dead; and the same fight between the old man and the new man that made Paul's life a constant warfare found a fresh battle-ground in Liot's soul. He began his devotions in the spirit of Christ, but they ended always in a passionate arraignment of Bele Trenby through the psalms of David.
It was so like Kitty to dare a wire of this description and chance how her explanation of it might be received by the person most concerned. "But suppose Trenby declines point-blank to release Nan?" he pursued. "What will you do then with Peter on your hands?" "Well, at least Peter will understand what Nan is doing and why she's doing it.
Punctuality at meals was regarded at Trenby Hall as one of the laws of the Medes and Persians, and Nan, accustomed to the liberty generally accorded a musician in such matters, failed on more than one occasion to appear at lunch with the promptness expected of her.
"It was not decided," cried Matilda, standing up, and turning her face to the congregation. "Liot Borson found it easy to lie at his wife's coffin-side, but when it came to his own death-hour he did not dare to die without telling the truth. Ask his son David." "David Borson," said the minister, "at your father's death-hour did he indeed confess to the slaying of Bele Trenby?"
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