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Raymond Warde had loved her for her beauty, which was real, and for her character, which was entirely the creation of his own imagination; and with the calm, unconscious fatuity which so often underlies the characters of honest and simple men, he had continued throughout his married life to believe that his wife's affection, if neither very deep nor very high, was centred upon himself and upon Gilbert.
And every point of conscientious difference increases the distance between true friends in geometrical progression. Poor Jonathan! But we have his grateful testimony that Warde stood by him. Warde, indeed, decomposed the light into primary colours, a sort of experiment in moral chemistry, and not without fascination for an intelligent boy.
Like Warde, he did not know absolutely, but he guessed that Scaife had spent another riotous night to town since the match. He had read it in the eyes glittering with excitement, in the derisive smile of conscious power, in the magnetic audacity of Scaife's glance. And then he remembered Lawrence's parting words "It will be a fight to a finish, and, mark me, Warde will win!"
A dissolute but very daring ship's captain, born in Zealand, and formerly in the service of the States, out of which he had been expelled for many evil deeds, Simon Danzer had now become a professional pirate, having his head-quarters chiefly at Algiers. His English colleague Warde stationed himself mainly at Tunis, and both acted together in connivance with the pachas of the Turkish government.
"The Avon bears to endless years A magic voice along, Where Shakespeare strayed in Stratford's shade, And waked the world to song. We heard the music soft and wild, We thrilled to pulses new; The winds that reared the Avon's child Were Herga's nurses too." That evening John told Caesar what Warde had said to him, and then added, "I mean to have a shot at 'the Swan of Avon." Caesar looked glum.
And noticing them, Westy said to Vic Norris of the Elks, "He's a funny fellow, Warde; it always seems as if he thinks more than he speaks." "He never speaks till he's sure," Vic said.
The soundings round the mole, and the bay to the N.W. of the lighthouse, were all made by him personally in the night without discovery; nor did even the consul suspect the purport of his visit." Indeed, Captain Warde played the careless idler to perfection.
"But he wanted to go to South Africa from the beginning." "You wanted to go," said Warde; "your uncle told me so. It was a greater thing for you, John, to stand aside." And then John put a question. "Do you think that Harry ought to have stood aside too?" Warde, however, unwilling to commit himself, spoke of Harry's ardour and patriotism.
Sometimes it's longer one way than another. You never can tell." "You make me tired," said Pee-wee. "All right, you're so clever," said Roy; "how far is ten miles?" "How far?" "That's what I said." "You're crazy," Pee-wee shouted. "Answer in the affirmative," said Roy. "There's a grasshopper, get out your note book.... Do you know what he did once?" he asked, turning to Warde.
Roy asked as they betook themselves through the darkness to a safe distance. He still whispered, though there was no need of it now. He was nervous, agitated. "No, I'm not in that line of business," said Warde. "I guess he's Claude Darrell all right," said Roy. "What shall we do? Try to find him? There's that voice again. Do you hear it? It's over there west."
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