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She leaned back upon the cushions with closed eyes, for her brain was swimming. "I am all right," she reiterated. "You startled me a little. I didn't expect you back so soon." "I met Barnes just after I started," he made answer. "He is coming to dine presently." Her heart sank. "Is he?" she said faintly. "No." Monck's tone suddenly held an odd note that was half-grim and half-protective.
That was six years ago or more; and I was thankful to be rid of her. I regarded her death as one of the biggest slices of luck I'd ever had. And now curse her!" he ended savagely "she has come to life again!" He glanced at Monck with the words, almost as if seeking sympathy; but Monck's face was masklike in its unresponsiveness. He said nothing whatever. In a moment Dacre took up the tale.
The two were fast friends and Stella often left Tessa in his charge while she rested. She was resting now, lying in her own room with a book, when suddenly the sound of Tessa's voice raised in excited welcome reached her. She heard Monck's quiet voice make reply, and started up with every pulse quivering. She had not seen him for nearly six weeks.
Monck's words took effect upon him, and he made a trembling effort to pull himself together. "Don't let her see me like this!" he murmured. "I'll be better presently. You tell her, old chap, and I say look after her, won't you?" "All right, you cuckoo," said Monck. Day broke upon a world of streaming rain. Stella sat before a meal spread in the dining-room and wanly watched it.
There was no sacrifice great or small that he would not willingly have offered at Monck's behest. And Monck knew it, realized the lad's devotion as pure gold, and valued it accordingly. But, that fact notwithstanding, his faith in Tommy's discretion did not move him to bestow his unreserved confidence upon him. Probably to no man in the world could he have opened his secret soul.
She had awaked with the conviction strong upon her that the man was not far away, that she had seen him recently, and that Everard Monck had seen him also. That brought her thoughts very swiftly to the present, to Monck's illness and dependence upon her, and in a flash to the realization that she had spent nearly the whole day as well as the night in sleep.
Ralston gently, "we don't want to hear about that. Tell us some more about Captain Monck's mongoose instead!" Tessa frowned momentarily. Such nursery discipline was something of an insult to her eight years' dignity, but in a second she sent a dazzling smile to her hostess, accepting the rebuff. "All right, Aunt Mary, I'll bring him to see you to-morrow, shall I?" she said brightly. "Mrs.
A little further along the verandah Monck lounged in a deep cane chair, and, curled in his arms asleep with her head against his neck was Tessa. Monck's eyes were fixed straight before him. He was evidently deep in thought. But the grim lines about his mouth were softened, and even as Stella looked he stirred a little very cautiously to ease the child's position.
Perhaps it was in part due to the green twilight of the room, but it seemed to him in that first startled moment that Monck's face had the look of a man who had received a deadly wound. The impression passed almost immediately, but the memory of it was registered in his brain for all time.
To her surprise she found it empty, but as she turned on the threshold the sound of her brother's laugh came to her through the passage. Evidently Tommy was visiting his fellow sufferer. With a touch of anxiety as to Monck's fitness to receive a visitor, she turned in the direction of the laugh.
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