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It was cowardly to shirk telling him the truth, and she could not let him go again into danger with this black shadow between them. He looked up at her and rose from his chair. "You play so beautifully," he said hastily. "You take one out of oneself. Now it is late and the day has been long. Let us go to bed, dearest child." Amaryllis stiffened suddenly the moment that she dreaded had come.
"At least I am " then he gasped a little, while a stream of scarlet flowed from his shattered side. "I've asked you in a letter to marry Amaryllis immediately if you get home. I hope your number is not up, too, because she will be all alone.
"Would you like to go to bed now, dear?" she asked. A smile, radiant on the tired face, illuminated Amaryllis. "Oh, please, yes. I can see it all white!" she answered. And without a word from any of the four, the women left the men standing in the hall. It was empty when Lady Elizabeth returned. She found George in his study.
Then, with a cry, Amaryllis bent forward and was clasped in his arms. All her wayward shyness melted, and she poured forth her delight in the baby their very own! "You will see that he is just you, Denzil, as we knew that he would be, and now I will go and fetch him for you and bring him here, because the stairs up to the nursery are so steep they might hurt you to climb."
Much had happened since he had left the house of the Greek on the evening of his first day in Jerusalem, and he feared that his absorption in his own plans might result in the loss of her soon or late. So when the evening of the second week to a day of his sojourn in the city came round, unable to endure longer, he turned his steps with considerable apprehension toward the house of Amaryllis.
Laodice thought of the darkness and trembled. An old man fumbling a talisman of bone drew near them. Laodice took courage and approached him. "I pray thee, sir, I seek Amaryllis, the Seleucid." The old man turned large, grave eyes upon her. "Daughter, what dost thou know of this woman?" he asked. "My husband knows her; I do not. I am to join him under her roof." The old man looked reassured.
"I am not hungry," she protested, "keep it for yourself." He did not press the matter, but took his place and began to talk quietly upon the news of the day in a composed fashion between glances at The Times and mouthfuls of sole. Amaryllis controlled herself. She was too proud and too just to make a foolish scene.
That afternoon he came, and well, as it turned out, saved me from the agonies of gout. I always get it, when I've done anything off colour." "You!" said Amaryllis. "D'you know what he told me, the day we drove to Oxford?" "Some silly yarn." "A dear story, not a bit silly. He said he daren't admire a gun or a book or a horse of yours, for fear you'd force it on him.
The beautiful girl in the house of Amaryllis was in no further danger. The interruption had saved him at a critical moment. He walked down the steps and out into the night. "Liberty!" he whispered with a sigh of relief. "Now what to do?" The night following the wounding of Nicanor, John spent on his fortifications expecting an attack.
John turned and waved his hand as he went off down the avenue, and Amaryllis watched the motor until it was out of sight, the tears slowly brimming over and running down her cheeks. She noticed that at the turn in the avenue a telegraph boy passed the car and came straight on. The wire was not for John evidently, so she would wait at the door to see.
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