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He added that Carlyon was at the mess-house, and desired all the men to join him there. The women were to remain at the club, which was already surrounded by a party of Sikhs and Goorkhas. Toby begged them to believe they were in no danger. "Where is Averil?" cried Mrs. Raymond distractedly. "Carlyon has already provided for her safety," Toby assured her, as he raced off again.
Carlyon is in London upon a visit, and that the Misses La Sarthe have gone to the sea " and then, as his eyes touched her with their pitiful questioning surprise, she blurted out the truth. "Miss Halcyone La Sarthe was fetched away on last Thursday by her stepmother I did not hear the name and no one knows where she has gone. La Sarthe Chase is shut up."
"So John relegates me to the post of ferryman to the dead already, does he!" Mr. Carlyon responded. "I had hoped he still allowed me my horse's hoofs and my cave I have been deceiving myself all these years, evidently." A blank look grew in Mrs. Cricklander's eye. What had caves and horse's hoofs to do with the case?
I promise nothing: follow, friend, and see, Faithful and wise. A few days after the invalid had safely reached Ventnor, Dinah wrote one of her pleasant, chatty letters to Malcolm. She told him that David had borne the long journey fairly well, and that he and Mr. Carlyon were charmed with Red Brae. "I wish Cedric could have stayed longer," she finished.
"If he had only talked to me!" she murmured. "He tried to do so more than once," returned Mr. Carlyon, "but each time you stopped him. Would you like me to tell you what he said as well as I can remember his words?" She nodded, but her face was still hidden. "It was at Ventnor, and very near the end, and he was talking about you living or dying you were his one thought.
There was some little difficulty in choosing partners, so Cedric said they must toss up for it, and Elizabeth fell to Mr. Carlyon. If Malcolm felt secretly disappointed, no one guessed it. To his surprise he and Cedric were ruthlessly beaten. Mr. Carlyon played a masterly game, and Elizabeth ably seconded him.
"It will be a grand stalking horse for your first essay in your constituency," Cheiron said with his kindly twinkle of sarcasm. He loved to encourage John Derringham to talk. But at that moment Demetrius brought the tea and Halcyone gravely began her task. "Do you take it black like Mr. Carlyon?" she asked of the reclining guest.
He saw only himself fighting for a forlorn hope, his grinning little Goorkhas gallantly and intrepidly following wherever he would lead, and he saw the awful darkness down which his feet had stumbled, a terrible chasm that had yawned to engulf them all. He sat up at last and looked straight at Carlyon. He spoke slowly, with an effort.
"Surely you will wait for father," observed Theo, rather surprised at this unusual haste; "you know he promised us that he would be back soon after twelve." "Yes, I know; but we have a guest staying with us, and I ought not to absent myself too long. I have seen Mr. Carlyon already and he will understand. Please give him my love."
"Thank you, Cheiron," was all she said. Mr. Carlyon took her down to the door and put her in the waiting hansom which she had forgotten to dismiss, and he paid the man and reluctantly let her go back alone. She was too stunned and wretched to take in anything.
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