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"Well, then, what about Thursday next for going over to the kennels? Are you disengaged?" Trenby's voice broke suddenly across her reverie. She threw him a brilliant smile. "Yes. Thursday would do very well." "Agreed, then. I'll call for you at half-past ten," said Trenby. "Well" rising reluctantly to his feet "I must be moving on now.
"In the circumstances, I should think that any man who cared for a woman and who wasn't a moral and physical coward, would see it was the one and only thing he could do." Her husband remained silent. "You'll go, Barry?" "I don't care for interfering in Trenby's personal affairs. Poor devil! He's got enough to bear just now!" Sudden tears filled Kitty's eyes.
Into Nan's mind flashed the recollection of a supple, expressive, un-English bow, and of a deftness of phrase compared with which Trenby's laboured compliment savoured of the elephantine. Swiftly she dismissed the memory, irritably chasing it from her mind, for was it not five long, black, incomprehensible weeks since Peter had vanished from her ken?
She felt a huge weight fling itself upon her Vengeance, springing again at his prey and even as she waited for the agony of piercing fangs plunged into her flesh, Trenby's voice roared in her ears as he caught the big, powerful brute by its throat and by sheer, immense physical strength dragged the hound off her.
John pulled forward one of the garden chairs and sat down. "Trenby's a very decent fellow, I should imagine, and comes of good old stock." "Oh, yes, he's all that." Kitty metaphorically tossed the whole pack of qualifications into the dustbin.
Except for one of Trenby's frequent telephone calls, enquiring as to Nan's progress, Saturday passed uneventfully enough until the evening. Then, through the clear summer dusk Kitty discerned the Mallow car returning from the station whither it had been sent to meet Ralph's train.
She was so utterly desirable the curve of her cheek, the grace of her lissom body, the faint blue veins that showed beneath the warm, ivory skin. And she was going to be Trenby's wife! "There!" he said abruptly. "That's the idea at last. Tomorrow we'll begin the portrait itself." Nan rose, stretching her arms above her head.
He had scarcely changed his clothing and sat down to his tea before Paul said: "A strange thing has happened. Trenby's ship is still in harbor. He cannot be found; no one has seen him since he left the ship yesterday. He bade Matilda Sabiston good-by in the morning, and in the afternoon he told his men to be ready to lift anchor when the tide turned.
Somehow she did not think she would ever have found it difficult to obey him. Kitty and her husband were strolling together on the terrace when Trenby's car purred up the drive to Mallow. "You're back very early!" exclaimed Kitty gaily. "Did you get bored stiff with each other, or what?"
Karen threw down her knitting and ran to meet him; and when he had kissed her once he felt that the worst was over. Paul asked him about the house, and talked over his plans and probabilities, and after an interval he said: "I saw Bele Trenby's ship was ready for sea at the noon hour; she will be miles away by this time. It is a good thing, for Mistress Sabiston may now come to reason."
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